Showing posts with label bad poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad poetry. Show all posts

Monday, October 3, 2011

deep within

·         I thought I heard your whisper in the wind
·         But when I turned around, you were gone
·         I looked for you in the darkness under the brightest lamp,
And in the sweet sadness behind a smile...
·         I followed you round a corner
·         But lost you in the crowd
I thought I saw a glimpse in that reflection
So fleeting I never noticed until it was gone
I looked in the eye of the beholder
And found just a vague impression
I looked for you and never could find
Except in that brief moment between dreaming and hurting...
I looked till I could not anymore
And just as I had given up hope
I found you inside me after all…

Saturday, May 28, 2011

C'est du délire!

in love with a name
with a smile
and those twinkling eyes

your wit and sometimes the way you speak
the salt and pepper and the casual style...
the graceful hands and yes, again that smile

too wary to love anymore
too scared to even try
but i am in love with those eyes...


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