Monday, February 21, 2011

Loving Him was Just a Dream


He was beside me
Holding my hand tightly,
Taking care of me
Loving, giving me security.

He was there when I needed him most
He help me in everything,
We go together at the church
Holding my hand till we apart.

He was smiling back at me
He looks at me with full of love,
He saves me with full of care
Everything on him seems so real to me.

So real that i can not deny
Deny the fact of realism,
He was so near yet so far
Though his with me, but is he real?

What was the truth on him?
Or am I just dreaming?
Maybe, I am right.
Darkness is mysterious.

How long could I be with him?
How long love will last?
Do we see each other again?
Do I dream him again?

Happiness to sadness came to my heart
Darkness slowly gone and pain has left,
Slowly as darkness gone
He slowly gone on my sight.

He came so fast and he gone so fast
Like a shadow that passing through,
End came and pain left on me
Loving him was just a dream.

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