12th in the series of “tell me your song, i’ll write you a poem”
the roses are dead their brown petals are curling and stiff with stems and leaves drooped and they look so lonely and sad in the middle of the garden with grass in yellow brown as rubble blows down like autum leaves free falling, helplessly to nowhere and I, can’t help but wonder ‘cos it sure feels like that when you’re gone
the little bird is dying lying upside down on the ground, wings flapping, struggling to get up she is beautiful she is immaculate her eyes close her beak open in a final silent call, then shut the quiet presence of death my heart aches and I, can’t help but wonder ‘cos it sure feels like that when you’re gone
I will be like the dying roses I will be like the dying little bird I will be witnessing the quiet presence of death for it sure feels like that when you’re gone
so spare me my quiet death my dear and tell me, tell me, oh please tell me how do i live without you?
How Do I Live Without You – Trisha Yearwood For a wonderful baker, teacher and writer
11th in the series of “tell me your song, i’ll write you a poem”
I Should Have Kissed You Mine
I never realized love could hurt so much until I saw you walk away it hurt so much ‘cos I was too proud, too proud to tell you I love you, I just kissed you without saying a word I thought that kiss should have sealed the deal, instead it broke us apart I should have poured my heart out, instead of pretending ’twas nothing I should have said I love you, instead of letting you go
and when friends asked about you I pretended to be happy but truth is, just the mere mention of your name broke me into pieces, shattered me and there is nothing I can do, but just think of you and what to do with a life without you ‘cos when I think of you, I think of the day I let you go I let you go without fighting a good damn fight I should have said I love you, instead of letting you go
and it may be too late to say, but i’ll say it anyway I am sorry for kissing you without telling you why I am sorry for letting you walk away instead of stopping you I am sorry for giving up on you without even trying I am sorry, I should have told you I love you, when I had the chance
now I am too late, too late a hero, so to say how could i let it happen so fast? I waited, yes, just waited, I thought waiting was enough I thought waiting will make you come back I thought waiting will be my only chance to finally tell you how I feel but baby waiting wasn’t enough I should have told you I love you, when I had the chance
I should have kissed you mine, instead of kissing you goodbye I should have asked you out, but I did not, I was too young, too dumb to make the bold move, too silly to take the big leap I should have loved you when you were with me I should have told you I love you, when I had the chance
When I Was Your Man- Bruno Mars For a follower – may you find comfort and love reading each verse
when the wolf moon is out somewhere and the sun is yet to shine I look at the night sky wondering and hoping that we are both wishing upon the same star chanting the same wish for baby, trust me when i say I love you to the moon and back
7th in the series of ” tell me your song, i’ll write you a poem”
My Baby Blue Eyes
I was a small town girl with big dreams in store, a small town girl with looks entirely different from yours, and in a game of probability, what were the odds that i would have you, my baby blue eyes? chances are, it’s one in a million and i might not have even been part of that one million
for there are over a hundred million beautiful women in the planet who I knew then for sure existed, and in that over a hundred million beautiful women, I might not have even been part of it yet, as I literally lived on the other side of your world, and in a game of probability, what were the odds that i would have you , my baby blue eyes?
but by some universal powers, we did not just meet, we fell in love and not just fell in love, we fell hopelessly, romantically, deeply in love, and the moment, the moment you laid your blue eyes on mine, my world stopped, my heart fluttered, my mind went crazy I knew then it was you, it was you I wanted to spend the rest of my life with
it wasn’t easy though, as some foolish people tried to break us apart maybe because of your totally amazing blue eyes, or it could also be my total brown eyes, they said we were diffirent of course we are, there’s no denying but our differences made us completely compatible, amazing how we could be different yet the same
its been many years, my love, and in those many years we’ve witnessed the growth of our love, our love that has become stronger each passing day, and i can’t help but wonder, did the universe conspire for us to be together? or were we concieved and born for each other?
my love, the answer lies in the eyes of two beautiful halves, two souls, two lives born out of love, of two different people from two different worlds apart joined by fate, by destiny, by love or maybe, yes maybe we were indeed really born for each other
for that, I thank God for the day we were born for each other
in your arms, in your loving arms lie the shape of my heart my heart, my heart, my love is all that I ever have that says of how much how much I love you, the core of my emotion, of my affection
in your touch in your tender endearing touch rests the shape of my heart my heart, my heart, my love that bears witness to all my affliction and sorrow, for when you touch me, I know that touch belongs to someone else and those endearment is nothing but temporary
in your eyes in your affectionate eyes depend on the shape of my heart my heart, my heart, my love that holds the secrets of my soul and the silenced voices of my thoughts may your eyes hear the agony of my heart
and I wonder as I look at you standing tall and steady looking gorgeous as ever what have I done to merit your mere presence in my life I must have been so good before this lifetime, they say what we are now is because of what we were before it feels like a touch of heaven is right beside me a little heaven on earth when you are with me and if I am to live my life again I’ll make sure I find you in another lifetime, in another universe I promise for sure
Alfred Lord Tennyson, said “’tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all”. Although romantic regret can be difficult to handle, it also teaches and helps us shape the way we handle relationships and the way we deal with love and the act of loving itself.
And though it is indeed better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all, yet, I tell you nothing beats the joy of being loved in return.
So, indulge yourself as you listen to how true love can endure the test of time.
come let’s go off wander upon the meadow by the horizon hold my hand as we watch the sun sets beautifully in raging hot orange to a soothing, calming pinkish to light yellow hue let me lay my head on your shoulder, rest, my weary heart
would it be so perfect to be with you, in your loving arms in communion and harmony with the rhythm of nature?