I am sure that everyone has been in the situation where they have been looking for something, only to find it when it is too late. Such is my situation with these lastest Foreign Verses.
Tonight's Foreign Verse I also found while wandering the realms of Fiction Press. You can check out more of his poetry here: Wesley-G3
Unwanted,
And useless,
Feeling down,
Because I cannot get up.
Like the,
Beggar,
On the streets,
I get passed up,
over,
And around.
Love,
The gentle touch,
The red rose.
Life,
The hard push,
The death lily.
I used to look forward to sleep,
To see you,
To be with you,
But no longer do I want to close my eyes.
The pictures I see of you,
The smile you wear,
Once I thought you wore for me,
But now,
When I look at it,
It seems as though you wear it out of,
Pity.
Many things,
I would give up,
Just to be near you,
With you.
But you dont care,
Not for what I would do,
Not for me.
Sing me a song,
A song,
As dark as night,
As loud as thunder.
