Jan 23, 2005 09:55
These are two of the poems I have written since I was told not to see the girl I love. Feel free to comment them as you want, i need some feed back anyway. The second one was extremely difficult to write because it has been written directly from my heart. Thanks
Solo
As the days pass by
My heart grows weak,
Weary, frail like glass.
Emotions high knowing I’m loved,
With no where to put them,
Feeling so low.
Hah, I think with a grin,
So low, Solo.
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My heart, my heart,
Your time will come.
Lay in your cave,
Known as my chest
Until that hot summer day.
Will your slumber be broken
By Love’s sweetest kiss?
Or startled by the sound
Of you breaking again?
Hush, hush
You mustn’t speak up
Just make me keep ticking,
Help me stay strong.
We cannot forgive them
For what they’ve removed
So selfish, uncaring
Towards you, and me too.
The tears pour like rain
From a cloud filled sky,
You’re doing your job
As your blood leaves my eye.
Now wait in your slumber
In that dark and cold cave.
Until the heat of Passion.
May you rise again.