herbert guitang


A Place In You


How can I have a place within you?
I honestly care about your tender ways
Thinking your protection every moment
Loving every details of your life

Understand whatever your past
Forgetting what lies around and behind you
I don’t mind what others ‘r saying
Just give me a little room upon you

Waiting cannot last any longer
Because I will die early longing with you
Shortness of life is everlasting to me
If I had space in the kingdom of your heart

Where will I stay in the rest of my days?
To whom will I give my everlasting commitment?
If your heart is open only for a dot-sized
Will let me pass through a Place within
and open widely to flow like a stream of Love inside you?

Submitted: Sunday, April 20, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 21, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (A Place In You by herbert guitang )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 25 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Blamed too, hasmukh amathalal
  2. A Broken Mirror, Naveed Khalid
  3. BY Design, Terrance Tracy
  4. The Man of War and Flowers, Daniel Skentelbery
  5. Honest Love, Ronald Chapman
  6. Homage to Sarah Geronimo 'The Pop Star P.., Ronald Chapman
  7. False Prophets, Dexsta Ray
  8. scenic scene, lee fones
  9. Hold On, Ronald Chapman
  10. Very simple life, hasmukh amathalal

Poem of the Day

poet Edmund Spenser

Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits
Beholding me that all the pageants play,
Disguysing diversly my troubled wits.
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]