Sue Honig

Hand

Holding out my hand

maybe you will take it

holding out my hand

and I will never stop it

 

I will never learn

and never I’ll give up

my resolve’s too strong

won’t accept that the door is shut

 

Maybe things can change

and maybe they can’t

I will just stay there

holding out my hand

 

And in my deepest soul

there is a hope

as big as a black hole

like a hopeless illusionist

I’m chasing times

when I think I’ll be happiest

 

The suffering is real

and suffering is strong

maybe we need to respect

our heart’s tongue

 

Maybe we need to be

strange and risky

maybe we need to be

bold and frisky

 

I will just stay there

holding out my hand

maybe you will take it

maybe our hearts will mend


(29.08.18)
 

 

All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Sue Honig.
Published on e-Stories.org on 01.09.2018.

 

O autor

 

Comments of our readers (0)


Your opinion:

Our authors and e-Stories.org would like to hear your opinion! But you should comment the Poem/Story and not insult our authors personally!

Please choose

Previous title Previous title

Does this Poem/Story violate the law or the e-Stories.org submission rules?
Please let us know!

Author: Changes could be made in our members-area!

More from category"Aflição de amor" (Poems)

Other works from Sue Honig

Did you like it?
Please have a look at:

May I be free - Sue Honig (Aflição de amor)
that life is such a maze ... - Inge Hoppe-Grabinger (Emoções)