Love Confession

- Write a poem in any way, just confess your love to some one.
- This person does not know it. but describe it.
- 2 post per person.
- Old or new post.
- Does not metter long or short i like to read.
- Title your poem.
- Critics are allowed.
- Why is good, why is not good to win.
- refexing, after critics. are allowed and will be taken into consideration.
- No offends. please.
fun?

SENA

My Love Never Ment For Another
Tears failed me this time
I couldn't feel
Only thought
I was trapped within
My aching heart was dying
This couldn't be it
My story wasn't done
It had not yet begun
Why now?
All these times I'd beg death to come take me away
He never would listen to what I'd say
I screamed inside, but you couldn't hear
My eyes were begging
Why did my heart fail thee?
So tender and FRAGILE
Broken by her mallot
I waited for you
You never knew
Now, I was breaking inside
I felt my temple rotting away
You'd never hear what I had to say
I crumpled to the floor with the final blow
I spoke the words you didn't know
Believe they are true
Because I do and always will love you

thanks danii,for first post.

No prob, I chnged it, so you can re-read

The worlds not in love with me
Trust me, I know..
However..without you
Where am I to go?

Who will tell me
Everythings okay?
Who will let me know
That I deserve today

Who can I entrust
With secrets,  such as mine?
Without her..
Perhaps I'd lose my mind

She doesn't know
How important she is
How I eat up every ounce
Of the love that she gives

I miss her
Though I don't deserve to
Shes far out of my league..
If only she knew..

I am not bothered..
Honestly, I don't care
Because I have someone of my own
At least..I hope shes there
 
I'm gettting some mixed signals
Actually.. I shouldn't call her mine
But I like to think it could be
In the back of my mind
 
I like her.. I really do
But I'm terrified of rejections
And truth can only be told
From the hearts projections
 
Maybe she feels like me...
Then maybe.. she doesn't
I'll try, if its true
If not, then it wasn't...

I Want You.

I would like to hold you,
for any span of time....
You could be my rebel,
if you wanted to be mine.

We could tear up the town,
and raise hell, raise a riot.
I would take you home at night,
then I'd kiss you, nice and quiet.

You're hung up on someone else,
who am I to step in the way?
I have a wicked crush,
please just make it go away?

I don't wanna be let down,
really I'd love to take it easy.
I would protect you, renegade,
but really, you don't need me.

** not posing as a critic, but I'd like to say, I really like that one Kristyn XD

firedaughter said:** not posing as a critic, but I'd like to say, I really like that one Kristyn XD

Surreptitiously speaking, it was for you, lol.

XD well.. now I don't know what to say...

All the Pretty Faded Scars.

You shouldn't have to beg for attention,
you know mine comes free....
I hate the way he ignores you,
even when you bleed.

I know you know I'm nothing special,
but I like to make you smile.
Your mother keeps you far from me,
distanced by the miles.

Still you know I'm always here,
perpetually awaiting your return,
I keep wondering about the scar,
asking myself if I should, in turn.

I could kiss away the blemishes,
of where you marred your lovely skin.
If I knew I had the strength,
I might even let you in....

firedaughter said:XD well.. now I don't know what to say...

Ehh, nothing needs to be said.(:

"My Reflective Heart Love Letter"
Dear Sweet Green Eyes,

I need to tell you about the heart in prose, things  
I’ve learned over the years and I want you to know.
You’re heart is just as special as mine, you’ll see.
I ask you to listen to me with an openness that you
may find uncomfortable at first.  Time will
give us the space to explore things more.  
I am patient, and confident our love will grow.

All the stars in heaven are reflected in a
single dew drop on a blade of grass.
The vastness of the endless sky is mirrored in the
corner of an eagle’s eye.
Our loving hearts, when opened, can
reverberate the whole universe.
The moon brings sun to those
turned from the light as the
Heart
brings love to those struggling through
darkness of their own.  The moon is
merely a reflection, not the source of light.
No matter how magnificent the
Heart
can be, it is not the source of love, a
conveyor of unknown forces decreed
by the gods, the ultimate powers in the eternal heavens.

Mentors have come my way during my times of darkness.
These people, like the moon that appears at night, reflected genuine love.
Though, I secretly wanted to be like these wonderful beings, in reality,
it was their acceptance, honesty, and openness that
allowed them to shine in the middle of my despair.
This understanding was not to be copied or envied, but to be
uncovered within myself.  It was not easy, but I did.

Genuine love is a transcendent emotion reflected from the
Heart,
to be conveyed on everything with equal portion and compassion.
Our pains and grace.
Our fears and hopes.
Our friends and enemies.
Our confusion and certainty.
To care about one another is to
rise
above
suffering, fear, pain without abandoning, leaving them.
When we lovingly embrace one another, we receive the
Truth that lies beneath our spoken, written words.
What reflects off a genuine
Heart
is what soothes those around us.
I feel your love, you indeed sooth me.
Can you see?
I love you just as much, in word, and
hopefully someday in deed.

Your Sweet Brown Eyes.

My coin-operated boy.

I look at you from across the table,
Your eyes so beautifully closed,
Sitting in utter silence, I smile,
For tonight it is you and me, finally unopposed,
Seeing how it might be rash to say,
I think you look wonderful all tied down,
Don't know how it got to be this way,
No more tears, pains, blood...frowns,
Just me and you alone for once,
Sitting in the silence of my house,
I bat my eyes but you still don't see,
Imagining you compliment me on my blouse,
We were off to such a fantastic start,
Until your eyes began to open wide,
Your screams pierced my very heart,
I waited until they began to subside,
A smile returned to my face,
When I put the anesthetic to your nose,
It's perfect when your by my side,
Not what you want, but what I chose.

Broken Spirit Lover

Saying goodbye has always been a hard thing to do
It seems even harder with you
Even the rain couldn't put out your sunshine
I look into your deep hazel eyes
Summer love never lasted long enough
Its been nearly a year since I've seen you
I still have the letters you sent for the first few months
I keep them in my dresser, still unopened
You quit writing after a while
I gave up on love all together
Finally, I decide to start reading
Early letters were long and passionate
They dug in my heart the deepest
After fifty, they grew short and emotionless
Finally, you said farewell
i wrote a letter for each one recieved that night and mailed them to you
I exclaimed my love
For the longest, I waited and got no answer
So, I wrote the last letter and when downstairs
Suprise struck when you were there
In your right hand were all my letters
In your left you held one single red rose
Summer love never had to end