Give me no dreams of the clouds

Hold me close, when I cry

Give me no promise of forever

Stay with me till I die

Bring no stars from up above

Be my light when it’s dark

Bring no colours from the sky

Paint me with the love in your heart

Throw me no clever lines

Stand by me, when it calls

Build no castles for me

Protect me from   downs and falls

Ride no horse, carry no sword

Come to me as you are

Climb no stairs, throw no pebbles

Meet me when hope seems far



  1. fiveloaf said,

    July 12, 2010 at 2:01 pm

    persona versus personality. fantasy versus the real world. when you are in love, be real and stop promising the moon. i like this post really..

  2. Alethea said,

    July 18, 2010 at 10:22 am

    thanks a lot 🙂

  3. Kavita said,

    August 30, 2010 at 9:07 am

    Soemtimes, it’s just the simple things that make us most happy !
    Love, as is, is the best!!
    Such a beautifully written and felt poem!!!
    Our wants very rarely coincide with our needs anyway 🙂

    • Alethea said,

      September 6, 2010 at 1:17 pm

      How I wish we could stop making things so complicated and accept them the way they are *sigh*. thanks for the comment 🙂

  4. Jingle said,

    August 30, 2010 at 3:41 pm

    clever poem!

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