LONELINESS @oscar20
Seeing my empty bed
Because I know you're not
As I will not miss you
Even more in the cold morning
I can not stop thinking about you
Since you were part of me
I have a hard time understanding
I did not know how to take advantage
The love you wanted to give me
Today I can no longer listen
When you always told me
That against wind and storm
You would always be by my side
How much sadness it gives me
Every time I remember you
I did not value
What would make me happy
Never get to imagine
How strong for me would be
And that my heart would feel
That cruel and evil loneliness
My Congratulations and thank you for taking a break from everyday worries. Poetry arises from a particular sensitivity and from the need to express in a personal way, its relation to the world and to itself in the form of words that purify the soul.
Great writing I am honored @margaretwise
"For me poetry is wonderful, because She does not need anything; does not need electricity or even a special place. Poetry can even be spoken in the open, as it used to be in Ireland. Poetry is for you to be banished to the wildest desert. If you think that there is nobody, then God is the one who listens to you. "
Ernest Bryll
https://steemit.com/poemchallenge/@margaretwise/poemchallenge-results-by-margaretwise-poetry-is-passion-and-love
Thank you for the support of poets and my work. This is very important, because of this our platform is visited by wonderful people whose words wrap our sensitive hearts.
thank you very much for your support and words which make our written inspirations are part of your so lavish space and motivates us to continue participating
You are so welcome. The pleasure is mine :-)