Aug 052012
When in distress, I run to her
When in pains, I cry on her shoulder
When in tears, she wipes them off
When I err, she forgives me
When I’m happy, she’s happy
When I’m sad, sad she is
That’s Reliance
My strength when I’m weak
My wealth when I was poor
My health when I’m sick
My joy when I’m in sorrow
My hope when I’m in despair
She’s Reliance
She gave me life when I was dying
Showed me love when I had none
She’s full of warmth & comfort
She’s my loving angel
She’s a reliable woman
Always compassionate & caring
I trust her with my life
Now that’s Reliance
She just doesn’t exist yet. . . not in my life
lol…u shud search harder.
The ending saved the poem from being too uninteresting. It didn’t save it by much though.
Poor you. Good
Liked the poem, but the end seemed like crash landing.
thanks for sharing.
I totally agree with @kaycee …please, poets on this platform should try and up the quality of their poems by giving us a picture to visualise.
I wanted to say it wasnt too so good to call it a poem until i saw the last line and I said, “oh, fantasy…Okay.”
Keep writing, you’ll only get better.
Hee hee hee. I see some ‘olders’ have made their prescription…
Keep the ink flowing. Cheers.
Jare, the easy going talk was nice to me. I think you need to add some imagery to this though. That is if it is to meet the beauty that it has potential to become.
Like your name…wordsworthgwary. Who really are you?
Started well but didn’t even see you land. As far as I’m concerned, you’re still hanging.
very good