I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
Chasing after love that will never be,
Now I am left stranded in the deep open sea.
Will I ever find a way back to the shore?
All that I ask for is nothing more,
Just someone who can gently take my hand
And walk with me on the soft beach sand.
Chasing After Unrequited Love
Very nice, Alokin. I think virtually everyone can identify with this as most of us have had a similar disappointment in our past, some even in the present I am sure. I was given good advice...
Take My Hand
Published: March 2019
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ABOUT THE POET:
Writing poems helps me express my thoughts, emotions, feelings and dreams. It's a way of bringing my imagination to life and it also helps me get through good and bad times in life. I think of poems as tiny pieces of a much bigger story. They are traces left in time that can teach us lessons about life, love, world and history.