Living With Fear (Of Losing You)

Love Poem

Love Poem

 

Every day I tell myself
Life is what I make it.
I say, “There must be better”.

This is not a dress rehearsal,
You only get one life in this readiness,
Finding the end is just preparation.

To the world you are one person,
But to our maker, you are the world.
You are the one constant in his existence.

Tell me what it is you are searching,
Try being open without false thoughts,
How nice that wrinkles don’t hurt.

Plenty has been given to be thankful.
Use time wisely, walking earth enriches.
Patterns will form while still in thought.

You must bear the squall to witness rainbows,
Answers to life’s riddles are not found at its end,
The Oasis fades in the hope of that pot of gold.

Conquering that oasis my mind has become
Made a completely new and different person of me.
This is when I understood the significance and power of letting go.

Being brutally honest, in what you need,
Finding needed clarity in the power above
With those who are not afraid to listen with their hearts.

Remembering, the only true gift is a portion of you,
When sitting here in front of you …. There is only one.
By mind and heart can feeling his gift bring of the things he says.

Love without boundaries

 

more by THOMAS DEANGELO

photograph by Sagar Dani

 

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Thomas DeAngelo

This is a writer of modern poetry and an inspiring writer. Residing in the lower Appalachian mountains of Pennsylvania where he enjoys reading, writing and is his spare time hiking. He has been writing since the 1980's with expectations of being published. The words that flow by ink are the defeats and enjoyments of the life lived in the years that accompanied the mind of a writer that measured his time recognizing the passions of surrounding people.

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  • linda multare

    these are very true words…they really express you completely….