Alone

by MyMuse   Apr 16, 2008


Alone She wrote,
A single note,
A desperate plea for help.

She began to cry,
She wondered why,
She felt the way she felt.

She prayed for the end,
A light beyond the bend,
But nothing ever came.

A seed began to grow,
But what she did not know,
What would be his name.

As small as he was,
He helped her because,
His love made her strong,

At the end of the day,
He never went away,
She held him all night long

CourtneyxHolland

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  • 16 years ago

    by C P Sharma

    Tis is superb poetry with perfect rhyme and rythm directly from heart in simple diction. You have the seed, it is flowering, let it bloom.

  • 16 years ago

    by Sarah

    Well written & nicely penned poem....5/5