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Mar 2015
It isn't that years later
I realize you deserved better
I always knew, nothing new
That the best is what's meant for you
It's difficult swallowing my pride
Yet I for so long tried
That I need you now's a secret
Which I badly pray you're told
Otherwise It's the undone I regret
I hate that instead of warm I was cold
I hate that my arms were a den
It should have been different then
The mask of the endless pain I bear
Is right underneath the smiles I wear
But I'm proud to say our being happy together
When we wrote hind every picture "Forever”
Is worth these times I cry alone
Though it seems for good you're gone
I've fought thoughts about you thousand times
While I secretly write you rhymes
Hoping that somewhere out there
Silent whispers tell you I still care
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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