It is getting late…

Time is passing by
and now it is getting late.
I curl up in my bed
and once again I hesitate.

I walked the desert of loneliness
and I thrived in you beautiful light.
I get so cold inside now
freezes me to stay all still.

Woke up with a smile on my lips
not really knowing it all was in the past.
Tried to recite your words from last night
but nothing there for me to keep.

So now it is getting late, for all to hesitate
it is getting late to open your closed gate.
In stupidity I thought I could be your only date
in my stupidity becauce I couldn’t wait.

Time still passing on
and I know about the torn.
I talk to you even when I am alone
I know my heart will eventually turn to stone.

I try my best to fill up what I take
but sometimes hope inside me is not nearly enough.
I get so tired of these battles of our life
my hands have carried loved ones to the grave.

So I woke up today with tears in my eyes
still touched by the words that made us cry.
Shinning lights blinded my eyes
made me hesitate to declare I am all yours.

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

2 thoughts on “It is getting late…

  1. Nalini srivastava

    The usual scenario of being left alone by a loved one has been captured beautifully in the verse through tears,fears and a smile too

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