Tag: words

Sentiments

~ W. Donovan ~ 2 Comments

I’d like you to come here
and sat on the bench next to me, with me.
I’d like to have a chat with you
even though we’ve never honestly talked.
I’d like to watch the sea waves with you
even though we’ve never done it before.
I’d like to laugh out loud with you,
even though we’ve never laughed together.
I just want to be with you, next to you
even though we’ve never really been with each other.

© W. Donovan

Sadness

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I have everything
the air that gives me a breath
water that gives me life.
I have everything
I see the world with my own eyes
can touch it, can feel it.
I have everything
can go wherever I want on foot
can create whatever I want in my mind.
I have everything.
So why do I feel this constant sadness?
I wander like a ghost in the alleys of my life
keep a shrill cold in my heart
cannot feel the warmth of its touch
cannot see the love it wants to give me
cannot hear its joyous laughter.
I see the world with my own eyes
can touch it, can feel its pain.
Do I want it to fade away?

© W. Donovan

Silence

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I have enough of this silence
Silence around me
and voices in my head.
You’re still surprised
that I don’t say anything.
You would also be silent,
if you kept telling
your thoughts to be quiet.
It’s so exhausting, that
saying words is a torment.
They disappear behind a haze.

© W. Donovan

No words

~ W. Donovan ~ 4 Comments

You gave me those few moments
and that’s all
I didn’t want anything else
Every night I felt you were there
No, I never waited
I’ve never wanted anything
Only to thank you
that you were there for me

Goodbye now
I’ll remember you
As the one
sweet boy
Forgive me
I leave again
with no words

You gave me those few moments
but it’s over
I didn’t want anything else
Every night I knew you were there
No, I never wanted to stay
forever with you
I want to thank you
for all the moments spent together.

© W. Donovan

Want

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You want things you cannot have
you want things which they have.
But when you get it
what are you going to do?
You always want something.
You want to own everything.
But when you get it
you become conceited,
you stop seeing.
But when you get it
you forget that you have it,
and you don’t know anymore
what you wanted it for.
You want everything to have nothing.

© W. Donovan