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Sometimes I see my future,
Sometimes it is happy,
Sometimes it is lonely,
But uncertainty lies in the future.
Sometimes my wrinkle hands holding yours,
Our rings hand by hand,
Our grey hair reflecting the love,
Through the pass of time - me, always yours.
Sometimes my lonely self sitting alone,
Forgotten in the woods,
In a lonely cabin where no one knows of my existence,
Waiting to die, forgotten, alone.
I accept my destiny, which ever it is,
I donโt accept the uncertainty,
Drives me mad not to know which will be,
Happiness and Loneliness, both impostors, that - it is.
But all I long for - is for your love,
For you to become fully mine,
As I want to be yours, completely, just me
Together, forever, you and I.
I am not a poet,
I am not special,
I am just a fool,
Just an ordinary man.
- Nobody Poet
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A wonderful poet, and not a nobody, that name is taken. That is mine Iโm afraid claimed by someone who truly is a nobody. You clearly have something inside. And itโs beautiful x
ReplyI don't know...being forgotten in a cabin in the woods sounds like it could be amazing. ๐
Nice poem. ๐
ReplyIt is a nice place, if you are happy and not feeling lonely. When the veil of solitude and loneliness mixed up, tribulations might be found. What appeals to others as good, can be grim to others.
I am not afraid of being alone, I was just afraid of being forgotten by her. But that is the price to pay, when one makes someone else their world.
Now I live in exile from love, alone in the woods.
- Nobody Poet
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