Lost Love And A Man Poem by Ellias Anderson Jr.

We face with a hard moment in our life
We think that we have no values, so we are not alive

Once, there was a man who had a love, a pure one
His life was so great and happy, just good things were done

He loves his love the most, he was an alone creature
He doesn't like to see his love sad never ever, even in the future

A strange love and a strange thing,
The love of that man was the queen of the angles, the king!

A legend love and a simple man
But someone here likes to betray and it can!

These things and these faces
Will remember me some similar cases

That man just left the love in his heart
Because he doesn't see that angel, so for ever in his ideas they weren't a part!

So he left that place
With a sadly face

Such a dirty dim life, such a unfair race! !

In his ideas, people should be respect because of their inner part,
And he believes that a pure soul can travel to everywhere with a simple cart

In the name of honesty and the pure way
God, please help people in that man case to see a real day

That man passes the deserts alone, he sails the seas
With a powerful self steam and two great knees

On the top of mountains,
And under heavy rains

We see a man who is looking for a calm soul and mind
A man who wants to be a real lover, with his great kind

In a cold winter, with a warm compass,
That was his pure heart, a running from mass, pass, pass, pass

Every creature in that cold nature
Were whispering for that man's future

The wolves, the birds, all the existence those were remain and last,
Just helped him by blaming those who ignored that man with their painful Alast

He reached a village; he saw warm and beautiful farms and farmers,
This view made him feel better and charmer

Generous people and kind women and men
Always keep up giving thanks to God with Amen

He was looking for love among that village,
The man hear' love is everywhere' from a sage

After all, and after these days, it was his turn
To be loved, to be with a nice soul, and not meant to burn

A high vision likes a painful kiss
In a dream he lost everything, miss, miss, miss!

He woke up, then a view of sunrise was appear
Simple noble man forget those fake dreams with no fear

Starting a long way with a faithful soul, not like a smug rat,
That man continued that way to an unknown place, even in the nights with the bats..! ! !