Array ( [sid] => 174441 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Wish [time] => 2012-12-01 18:17:11 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Wishes, like dreams, are without wings and they cannot fly.
Nor, can they become reality, without intervention.
We plant a seed, a wish, and we add our hopes.
But, without action, without care, we cannot grow.

Without food, a stomach can shrink. Without love, a heart can slow.
I feel so much for you, that blurted words, from thoughts so full, cannot suffice.
I am without explanation, as to how I truly feel, as how I truly feel is unknown.
Like a new-born thought that is absorbed by the heart before it can crawl.

Made impossible to comprehend by the complexity of an increasing heartbeat.
I find myself fearing not what I say, but, what I do not say.
As it is what I do not say, that is the thing I would like to say the most.
Within my mind, my brain, my heart, I know there are pieces.

Pieces, that when put together will complete a picture, that I wish I could explain with words. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 2 [informant] => steven_fenton1982 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Wish


Wish
Date: Saturday, 1st December 2012 @ 06:17:11 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: steven_fenton1982
Wishes, like dreams, are without wings and they cannot fly.
Nor, can they become reality, without intervention.
We plant a seed, a wish, and we add our hopes.
But, without action, without care, we cannot grow.

Without food, a stomach can shrink. Without love, a heart can slow.
I feel so much for you, that blurted words, from thoughts so full, cannot suffice.
I am without explanation, as to how I truly feel, as how I truly feel is unknown.
Like a new-born thought that is absorbed by the heart before it can crawl.

Made impossible to comprehend by the complexity of an increasing heartbeat.
I find myself fearing not what I say, but, what I do not say.
As it is what I do not say, that is the thing I would like to say the most.
Within my mind, my brain, my heart, I know there are pieces.

Pieces, that when put together will complete a picture, that I wish I could explain with words.

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