WHY HERE?
Why here, this little corner?
What is this place we all gravitate to?
To me, it is living proof, that no-one has to be alone,
Even after years they return,
They’ve hit that wall, they can’t sleep, the midnight oil to burn,
Until they’ve written that verse, that poem,
That one that seems to bring peace, yet, less sleep,
Where perhaps, personal blessings are given,
Important things, thought about to forgive which in turn are forgiven,
And…..There we sit, no longer alone,
Logged in….Putting words together one by one,
The old familiar feeling, welcomed, as it creeps in,
Here….Where hearts can be mended,
Where fragile souls and feelings are tended,
It’s relaxing, stable, comforting,
Its……HOME!
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Posted: May 2015
About this poem:
Sorry I am a little rusty.....I haven't really written much in what seems to be a very long time.
I was reading from some poets earlier, and got to wonder what this place has that is so special, that so many other sites try to emulate and fail miserably....I for one am very grateful for this place, and all of the poets here, both now and in the past.....It has helped me a lot in many ways since I joined, I would also like to say thank you to people that have kept up with me over the years even when I have been AWOL for a while....Thankyou!....I won't embarrass you in public...You know who you are!...LOL
Andrew...xxx
Comments (14)
comere you
thanks for your sweet poem hon
it is very good to see you
Will see if I can stay awhile this time, have been told I need to get back to writing a little....lol....Andrew...xxx
Here….Where hearts can be mended,
Where fragile souls and feelings are tended,
It’s relaxing, stable, comforting,
Its……HOME!
Rob
Andrew you are missed when you are away. It does seem like so many of us do keep coming back to this quaint little corner. And the familiar faces is always nice to see.
A Message to a Friend
My friend, I know you’re having rest, are sleeping now,
It’s night, sweet dreams to you, forget about daily strife.
This Valentine we’ve missed our chance, we failed somehow,
But our disappointment isn’t new, experience tells as much.
This time it proved to be a missed call, we didn’t fit in,
Still failed to find our place on the Olympus mount of Love.
This I would say to you: we shouldn’t stop believing,
There’s still some hope we can rely on while we climb.
Forget, this Valentine’s a day and nothing much,
Write message as I do, come close and I will tell you why.
Thank you Andrew, my friend, you've made my day!
Enjoyed reading this beautiful piece.
Elle.
Andrew...xxx