Amy

~ Frank Solanki

If the conquerors of the world
Were to fall at my feet
And promise to bring me anything
As soon as I had wished
What do you think I would wish for?
What do you think I crave?
Is there something I need?
Is there something I don’t have?
…
No, I wouldn’t wish for gold
Nor for any gems lost beneath the sea
Nor for any buried treasure
Neither for a map to lead me
No, I wouldn’t wish for power
Nor do I desire fame
I feel blessed with silence
That comes with this name
…
If there’s one thing, however
That I would like to call my own
Is for a pretty girl I know
Who doesn’t leave my thoughts alone
She comes up in my head
Whenever I try to write
A song or a poem
About my sleepless nights
…
I wish she was here with me
Telling me stories and tales
We’d have endless conversations
About each other and nobody else
I know it is just a dream
Is it ever going to become
That we would talk for hours on end
Until Spring has come?

Published by Frank Solanki

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41 thoughts on “Amy”

  4. Hey, my name is Amy! So sweet. It seems in my lifetime there are so few things about my name. Very few songs (although 2 memorable ones that I know of…)–but this poem is lovely. šŸ™‚ I would long for someone to write an ‘Amy’ poem about me! Sigh…

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