Poem pt 12
I'm still shackled waiting
Until when I'm tired
I realize every second is getting older
And now my parents are not as young as they once were
Every week more mail comes to me
Every time there is always talk about wedding plans
Sometimes I feel ashamed
When my colleagues brought their little fairies in every show
I'm always alone
Not that I do not see
But there's a promise, but he's gone
There are others who build hope, but he tore it up
But I still smile amid the excitement
Because I'm sure
My God is the Most Good
Who understands and arranges all the best for His servant
I believe
A time at a certain time
He will present someone to answer all my intentions
Someone he chose in Arash to guide my hand to your throne
someone who will become my beloved
The soul that blesses you
Hopefully that person is you
You who accept all my past and my lack
You are willing to walk with me in obedience
Hopefully
By TRPolem
2017/09/27
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