I’m listening to the radio, playing a love song
Suddenly for love I long
I have a house and a car
But this does not make me happy by far
I worked hard for what I have today
But believe you me; there is a price to pay
When I go home and turn the key
No-one is there waiting for me
No-one to hold my hand
No-one to understand
No-one with whom to talk
No-one with whom to walk
No-one to be there
No- one to care
No-one to make you smile
Even just for a while
Sometimes I think it’s a curse
Or something way worst
To be a woman who is sorted and needs nothing
But in actual fact is in need of everything
Especially someone to warm the bed
Why use a blanket instead?
No-one to hold my hand
No-one to understand
No-one with whom to talk
No-one with whom to walk
No-one to be there
No- one to care
No-one to make you smile
Even just for a while
I will exchange it in a heartbeat
In order to feel the heat
For someone to love you so
And who never wants to let you go
I like this. Women and girls are often told that in order to be successful you have to be independent. This poem illustrates that being independent is great and all, but we all need a degree of interdependence. Whether its on friends, the opposite sex or the same. Considering the amount of bad poetry in the world, I’m glad this wasn’t one of them.
-c.reine
Thank You. I will take that as a complement.