Windswept plains may suffice,
but not for the boy who yearns.
Although the years should suffice,
it doesn’t for a boy who yearns.
When a man has a love,
that love holds him true.
The love cannot be bought,
it will claim him whole.
When I fell in love,
it was one I already knew.
Not someone from the blue,
someone I knew.
But when that love has been claimed,
your mind twists and contorts.
The love then becomes jealousy,
and all hell breaks loose.
That is the norm,
this is the now.
I am fine,
so don’t have a cow.
The hell didn’t last,
my mind had matured.
Like a Butterfly from a caccon,
I had been cured.
My jealousy is no longer,
I am now free.
I still love her,
but no chains bound me…
Just made it up on the spot. I’ll cotinue to write stuff through out the week because I’m on holidays, so if I double post then :p
Tis very good and I like it. It’s kinda like your last poem, da theme of each, and tis kool. I know whut tis about, so I understand the words in it and da whole thing more ^_^
Silence is a virtue,
but it can also be a curse,
should you tell someone you love them?
or leave it for worse.
Will the knowledge hurt them,
or make them whole,
or leave them lying in the dust,
their true thoughts untold.
Silence is a virtue,
there was never any doubt,
but sometimes it’s a curse on you,
making you want to shout.
Happiness is sweet,
sweeter than silence may be,
but happiness can cost you,
and make you melancholy.
Some things happen less
like When happiness and silence are as one,
then you will know true contentness,
Like a father with a newborn son.
But until that time comes,
be content with what you have,
for Love is much sweeter,
than that listed above.
There’s another. I’ll post another one tomorrow. I like this, it’s letting me think through what I feel.
Far’s writing poems ^^. Go Far, the 2nd one was the best :D.