BROKEN Date: Wednesday, 2nd November 2011 @ 10:55:14 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: robert_edgar_burns I understand, I'm not the man To make your dreams come true. I wait in vain, can't hide the pain, Expecting to hear from you. All day alone, waiting by the phone, To get your promised call. Your feminine voice, leaves me no choice But to wait until you do! Fighting back tears, it seems like years Since you soothed me with your words. And Oh your smile, it drives me wild, As I wrap around your fingers. Promise no more, just close the door If I have become a pest. For I now feel that I am a heel, To think you'd love me too! This poem is Copyright © robert_edgar_burns Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=168284