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* Delusions *
creeping down the road
sound of summer bee
i carry my load expect
ing you to be: my father
and my lover my freind
and my brother but clouds
cover the shadow which
shudder.these cold lonely
winds of waiting and hope
are freezing my wings
and pulling my rope
sleeping in some bar
it hurts me to see that
you never are what
i want you to be .
* Written By Kremena Tzoneva *
* this poem is not mine *
This poem spoke to me. So many times we love a person for the potential we see in them, not realizing that if they have no desire to reach that potential then what we see is only an illusion. There was so much truth in your last two lines;
"you never are what
i want you to be"
Very thought provoking poem!