More Than Gold Poem by Randy McClave

More Than Gold



Never will I beg someone to love me
Never again will anyone hear that plea,
When God looks down to watch and see
He won't see me begging on one knee.
I once tried to get my love to stay
Now forever I will regret that sad and fateful day,
Now I constantly sit alone and I pray
And still that pain, it won't go away.
I have been told that I am to valuable to chase
In any type of competition or race,
No matter if she wears the finest perfume and lace
Even if she has eyes of green and an alluring face.
There is no-one who is worth chasing
I instead want that someone to be in my embracing,
Hate and torment I don't want to be facing
Nor do I want to be used only for a a short time replacing.
I know my value and I know what is my worth
As a fat man is proud of his own girth,
Happiness we all seek from our birth
And I don't want to die alone upon this crowded earth.
I want to be treated the way that I treat
Which is not to ever steal or lie or cheat,
I will not ever fall down and kiss a haters feet
All I want is a partner to make me feel happy and complete.
I want to be loved forever and unconditionally
And I will love forever and even additionally,
And I want to be loved traditionally
That love I will want it to known definitionally.
I want only to be treated like a king
My heart would then celebrate and my soul would sing,
Love and honesty I would always bring
And then I would proudly and lovingly give her a ring.
Proudly with her I want to be known and seen
Never would or could I be hateful or mean,
Treat me with respect, and truth and devotion clean
And I would happily treat her like a queen.
I have fought hard for where I have sat
Now she thinks that I am no more than a gnat,
Even if she believed I am worth less than gold in a vat
I will say this, I am worth more that that.

Randy L. McClave

Wednesday, December 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: cheating,girlfriend
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deluke Muwanigwa 09 December 2020

Lovely. I have fallen in love with your poem.The rhymes how you just pour 'em. And still the story clear as day. There is nothing to say. A beautiful work of art from the start affecting my heart splitting my ribs apart. Advice go on a diet if you dont want to die yet.

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Randy McClave

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Ashland, Kentucky
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