A poem about longing to hear the voice of the one you love, even if it is just a whisper.

Because of unfortunate events I was tored away from you before I haven’t got the time to say what I realy feel.

The cry of longing.

I long for yesterday.

A poem about craving to hear from someone, but not wanting to admit it.

I love my motherland, and this for her….

Not all the things we wanted in this life can be given, it’s a reality and we need to accept it.

Philly Dreamer is challenging the poets of Triond yet again. I only hope I can compete with all the great talent out there.

I wrote this while taking many walks around my favorite lake…and yearning for warmer weather.

A SECRET LOVE?