The Unloved Poem by Samudeen M.A. Ilimu
The Unloved
Why always me?
They always come and go
None had the patience
To really know me
I accept my imperfections
As it defines my humanness
Yet,
I feel dejected
No one loves me
I look up to the skies
In my solitude
Praying
And calling upon The Beloved
For companionship
I give in to You, O Beloved
Lead me to her if she is far
If she’s close,
Allow my heart to accept her
I am longing
And it’s hurting
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5/2/2024 9:19:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice...... I think better is to think positive even in negative situation.........