Joy

I remember you when I wakeup in the morning
You are the rare bird in my strange thoughts
With beautiful feathers and smiling eyes
How beautiful you are to me 
With your varieties of colors and such
I look at you with great awe 
Your beauty is my inspiration
How are angels born I ask to myself
From love of God’s and ours in fact
My eyes become honey when I see you
It was hard for me to believe that anyone
Could you love me when I did not love myself
My admiration for you dies when I lost my soul
A new beginning starts myself let the absence of words
I knew I would always want too much
And I remind you to don't waste your time with me
Still, every time I see you again
How someone can be so perfect in others life
The way your smile lights up my whole day
I am not trying to see you because you are always with me.
My ways will hurt you sometime
Like a beautiful flower spreading fragrance in the heart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Bangalee Avatar
November 25, 2020 at 1:54 AM
I am not trying to see you because you are always with me......sometimes I feel some introspection theme in this poem/// superbly written
Krutsinger Avatar
October 31, 2019 at 6:33 AM
"It was hard for me to believe that anyone Could you love me when I did not love myself" - this is often the case and wisely penned as many steer away from this absolute truth.
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