The ebb and flow of wishing love

poem by: Robert Kohlhammer
Written on Mar 10, 2017

 

I am only one, but if I were with another
As of yet not , so my mind does wander
Become of old, to be a bother
Suppose I always chance an offer
Those of us hope not to suffer
The restless search one must proffer
kindling to warm thy heart from eerie squalor
In gratitude, Would I greet a passing stranger? 
Friendship squalls break out from lengthy slumber
Upon my request for someone to fall in there with me 
Until I find her, here seems lonely to be
My  unconditional attendance opens the  door  for my true absentee. 

 

Tags: love, faith, pain,

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Nicho Mose commented:
excellent, potent, piece.
Robert Kohlhammer commented:
Thankyou.
Ja Ja commented:
Words of love and pain With the hope of one to gain Thank you.
Stacey Handler commented:
Nice poem, Robert. Very relatable to me on a personal level. Thank you for sharing.
Christopher Russon commented:
Lovely poem.Well written.
Delve Deeper commented:
A very well written piece

 

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