May Days

Days has been sunny
Flowers wilted and hasted
Evenings with dramatic sunset
very often showered

Farmers furnished their meadows
June is knocking for plantation
Sounds of machine and laughters
Soon it is going to be green

I lived the days wondering
I wrote poems and stories
I cannot see him around
I am dying everyday

Thought of giving up lingered
Wandering with a hope to see him
I miss him horribly
Still wanted him terrifically.

by lhaki dodi

Comments (3)

This could be a psalm straight from the pen of David or Solomon. You have a gift Jodi. Keep using it.
Very religious in tone
your poems give us thought and this one certainly touched me...thanks for the gift of your words