Have you ever stopped and listened to the chirps of the birds and their harmonic tune ,
The soft lullaby of the wind
The outward cries of thunder
The quick sometimes silent zaps of angelic solitude we call lightning
Well i would like to say
I have a harmonic tune too
And my soft lulliby can be heard for miles
And roll of thunder hear my cries
My cries for respect, forgiveness, wanting, longing, needing, to be heard to be acknowledged and most of all to be loved ........
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to be loved by whom ?
I enjoyed the introductory lines to your plea, and your poetic likening the sweet or fascinating well-knowns to your cries....do we recognize love when it is given? Or are we seeking something else?
Sounds like you want something alot of people want and probablly crave. Your poem shows me your feelings of what you want. It's a great poem and I look forward to hearing more 🙂
thanks for all the comments and sorry i havent added any more poetry it'll be comming soon !!!!
This poem is very true!
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