Love

You walk into the room.
I don't know what to say.
This is where I learn
If my longing was astray.

I start to run then catch myself
And stop in middle stride.
My hesitation seems to hurt
(That's good, I can't deny).

My body's all a-twitter,
My eyes are leaking hard.
I've lots of self control
But it won't go that extra yard.

You take me in your arms
And it feels just like coming home.
My love! my love, my darling.
Don't you ever let me go.

when you hurt. i listen. and feel
never knowing what to say. just waiting
wanting to help. but waiting
knowing at some point. not knowing
part of me screams. wanting
haunting. hurting. knowing. caring.

It is a source of constant surprise to me when people I don't even (really) know can make me feel - so intensely.

Thank you, Rockhead.

Often times the morning finds me crying.
Surface into consciousness, face already wet.
Abandoned or delusional, the outcome is the same.
Either way, it’s safe to say. He doesn’t love me.

Love could not leave me marooned here.
Flirting with insanity, unable to see
A positive path or happy ending.
My past and future meshing, fading, blending.

Rolling ‘round in bitterness,
This anger is the only way
To still the pain
He doesn’t care about.

u still puttin more luv poems! u got my rep:)

its just another day my longest relation has passd away
youngster admire me but im scared of prejudice miles away
shes a blond nd im asian
her eyez r as pure as crystal clear
the hazel color eyez take my soul
like freestuff from sear
ppl tell me that im ugly nd dumb
she bakd me up without even fear
im too old for u
she dont even care
wanna b with her but scared of ppls glare
couldnt b with her cuz ppl stared
this is a story i wanted to share

Courage! grasshopper.
Those people can't define you
Decisions are your own.
I want to buttress you
(If you can tell me both are grown.)
For when you find that link
It seems too good to throw away
A real, true friend is rare enough-
Ignore what people say.
Would they really monster you?
Or are we dealing with a fear?
And ask this question
Will you still be missing her, this time, next year?

shes hard to 4get
yes it is fear! im still facin it battle it
im wonderin
how can i get thru w/it
im confused im still just a kid
shes flirty nd ppl calld her slutty
but i dont care i like her that way
4years of age different
ppl call im desparated for a girl
i cant let it slip away! we both each othas world
she dispite races nd luv me for me
but im sry
i cant take the tease
guess im a coward that need to die
cant get her outa my mind
damn i cant lie
cant deny ill luv her till i die
im just not da rite guy

its almost vday agen
but this year im goin out with a girlfriend
its kinda new cuz its ma 1st time with da real deal
love
deeply in love
i tried ma new year resolution n it worked
now im deeply in love so im sharin my stuff
no i wont stop writin about love!
it might geek but it is ma basic needs
family gf nd poems r ma stuff for vday
thats a great plan for dat day
hope things will stay in a good way

happy early vday to all:)

I’m not proud, don’t wanna remedy myself
look deep inside, before judging what I say
my sin, my burden, every night I pray
my lines, my rhymes hit you hard like hail
for we are just kids, walking on your trail
glance back, you lack, the reason you always fail

on your door steps, you knew before I could speak
your lovely teenager, to me was just another chick
your movie dates were more than a flick
never dated a girl for more than a week
feels like you, all over again
didn’t come here to inflict your pain
after all these years, you are still a slave
of your own thinking, wishes, lusts and the past
never seem to allow boys around your lass

no matter the circumstance, I can’t help how I feel
looking at her, we can start something real
our love with your little girl is more trusted than a pill
forget your past; in my heart she won’t peel
I love her, despite her past

Yesterday I got some news
That spelt the end of my naf fantasy.
It snapped my will to self delude
And now I face my future stripped
Of all my buoyant, light-bright hope.
Later on, I will emerge
Nearly whole, and cope with life.
Just for now I’ll dehydrate
And wish the sun would go away
Night fold in upon itself
And every bird go somewhere else
But I won’t, quite, curl up and die.

So sorry, spike.

Thanks, msolga.

I'll live, it's rarely fatal.

But it can be an absolute bugger to live through, though.

Pssst. Wanna do lunch next time you're in the big smoke, spike? Just yell, if you're so inclined, OK?

You're not wrong. The worst is that I will never know which of several possible brands of insanity I was indulging in. I don't thrive on confusion. (Who does?)


Yes, love that. Won't be for a few weeks though. I'll email and give you some notice when I know.

Oh good!

And do keep writing in the meantime ....

Everything I've written over the past few months is pretty much on the same theme.

Even I'm bored with it.

Sigh

Not much fun, is it? Commiserations.

And you'd prefer not to post any of them, by the sounds of it.

Last night I found that information changes everything.


Crying from a different cause, my love.
Is this your pride or are we not to be?
How could you doubt you could rely on me?
How could you fail to arrow home to rest?

Your sanctuary”s here, upon my breast.
I thought you did not love, perhaps it’s so,
I love enough for two. If you must go
Once all is well, I’ll live.
I find I can mine love enough to give
You what you need, not count the cost.

I fear for you, wandering lost.
Oh! Please come home to me, my foolish boy.
Hear this honest plea, not wily ploy.
Let me friend you through the stormy bit
And if you cannot love, well, so be it.