Here I am again, waiting
Waiting for the phone to ring
Waiting for a knock on the door
Hoping for the voice of mi Amor
It is already getting late
I have not heard it since that date,
When he left this very room
Leaving me a baggage full of gloom
Aaah!! Love, what did I gain?
Silence, darkness and pain?
I cry, laugh, and then scream
Sleep, wake up, and dream
All these, I used to do with mi Amor
Now, I don't even know what I do it for
So, I'll just wait, wait in this room
Wait for my life to rot and doom
In the Waiting Room
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Moving on poem
Thanks. Yes, I'm okay now. I'm moving on now.francine wrote:t'was really, really nice.... anyway, are you alright now?
Today, I shall no longer cry
For like a river that's dry,
My eyes are on empty
All my tears have flown already
My heart has stopped bleeding
The wounds are now healing
This means end to our commune
For my broken heart turned immune
The dry blood has concealed it hard
So I must look and move forward
And unload my past sorrow
For a cloudless tomorrow.