Lonely and in the dark of night,
Void of comfort, security and full of fright,
I carry my weight of loss and wanting you.
With open wounds undressed and exposed to view.
With warmth and passion,
I turn to you.
Looking for trust and compassion,
My obscure river of feelings
Are there to become known.
In its tide of affluence...
Will you wade or swim
Or wait for it to reciede
Enter in, for I need.
Although wanting to be concerned for your.....
Safety,
In silence,
In condolence of deep silence.
Controling the need to relinquish silence...
For inside crying makes no dismal noise.
You understand my poverty,
Without quection respond by being the one who...
Catches all my tears...
I can feel sorrow and loneliness and the need for trust, compassion and understanding...perfect last line......................Diane
excellent poem.............superb work thanks for sharing wishes jibin
I'll be the one to catch your tears on the inside and out, I'll be your shoulder to lean on as well, this poem has a very emotional sense to it an i like it
'For inside crying makes no dismal noise. ' ' Without quection respond by being the one who...' Tears of the man there is the heaviest, To me it is pleasant. Good poems... Kindest regards, Tsira
You have captured my feelings many a dark night with a glimmer of hope... This is beautiful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I could feel the loneliness, Howard. No-one should remain indifferent to the warmth and passion, I think. I love the last line - it's a very good idea. The end is very telling. Warmest wishes.