In trying to find the perfect words
to describe how I feel about you,
I forgot to listen.
In trying to write the perfect lines,
I borrowed your pen,
But I forgot to touch your hand.
In trying to envision a future for us,
I borrowed your glasses,
But I forgot to look in your eyes.
In trying to buy you the perfect gift,
I borrowed a Rand,
But I forgot to be with you.
In trying to be the perfect gentleman,
I borrowed a suit,
but I forgot to be me,
I'm sorry.
Now I'm trying to make it right,
And I borrow your time;
And this time,
I will not forget to give it back.
I will forget about moving my lips
and try to kiss you.
I will forget my fancy lines
and try to be true.
I will forget about tomorrow,
And focuss on you now.
I will forget about appearances,
and try to be authentic.
I might even forget how to forget,
And try to remember you.
But baby, if you try to change a man,
well then
You can just forget about it.
You have the gift for words, b y trying to be yourself, you should gain the gift of love. Great poem. 10++
''I will forget about appearances, and try to be authentic'' We do not have to be perfect in order to be able to love it.. very true..10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Nkululeko Mdudu. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.