i really wish that things in my mind were quite like the meadows
and as calm as the waves in the ocean
i really wish that i could blossom like a flower in spring
but i fall like the leaves in fall
i really wish that i could be proud of what i’ve done
but i wallow in self-pity like a pig in mud on a hot day
i really wish that i could love without holding back
but the chains on my heart strong and i am weak
i really wish that i could tell you i love you
but my love for you is shrouded in mystery like peter pans shadow
above all else my biggest wish is that i could say all the right words that would make you weep
but i don’t have any wishes…i don’t have any hope…all i have is a broken heart knockin on an old lover’s door
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WELCOME HIPPIECHICK ~ Thanks you for a beautiful first poem in structure but dripping with pathos, We all have wishes and hope in life and love, BUT as you final line indicates we all cling to old love hoping to reignite it long after it has dies. Your lines made me sad for you ~ I trust the future love will blossom like a SPRING FLOWER ! "All i have is a broken heart knockin' on an old lover's door" I can empathise with that ~ Thanks ~ HUGS BRIAN
Welcome to MPS. Really great write
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