My Poor Happiness

I touched my poor happiness - 
It trembled instinctively.
And then I felt its loneliness.
Suddenly it moved back rapidly.

I was afraid it wouldn’t return.
It looked at me with pain and sorrow.
I desired to touch it time and again.
I didn’t want it to leave me alone

Stay with me, don’t go away!
There are only tears, and darkness,
And emptiness. Please don’t delay.
Come back! And don’t be so helpless.

I can’t stay here forlorn. I must hope.
I can’t cope with the uncertainty.
I want to go on ahead and not to mope.
Consider it, and take pity on me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace