Teen Poetry #8 |
One like me |
RenaissanceRomanceRunsRed Senior Member
since 2007-06-11
Posts 1062In Love <3 |
One like me Somewhere out there– there must be one like me, I’ve heard One who paint out beauty with nothing more than words Oh my love where hath thou gone now, is my work never done? And I listen to the old English that rolls effortlessly off thy tongue Brought up like the English, proper and polite With a tongue like a Frenchwoman’s- a fitting delight Hair of many a culture, color of honey and soft as chick down Many men have kissed dirt where her feet touched the ground None have been the ones she would want or love There’s no truth in their words with their speaking of Affection, it’s all a physical attraction they seek All she wants is someone who loves her, is kind, trusting, and somewhat meek You could miss a thousand words I say But my eyes are too loud to ignore, they won’t go away I know you can see, I believe that you’re there You have to be- there has to be, somebody somewhere Inigo Montoya: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you. Westley: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. |
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Clockwork_Orange Senior Member
since 2007-03-23
Posts 620Space Camp, IN |
i really liked this the mosst out of any ive read before. very nice job. |
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RenaissanceRomanceRunsRed Senior Member
since 2007-06-11
Posts 1062In Love <3 |
why? what makes it so good? Inigo Montoya: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you. |
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jayjara Member
since 2007-05-02
Posts 90Florida |
See, this one I can see..you showed not just told...Kool...EXCEPT in the last stanza...no offense...but you can't kill it in the end...show me what is so damn freaken special about those eyes. Get back to me. -J |
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surf_painter Member
since 2007-04-10
Posts 434Canada |
it was beautiful and many a people feel this i applaud you |
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RenaissanceRomanceRunsRed Senior Member
since 2007-06-11
Posts 1062In Love <3 |
you all warm my heart and for you j- those eyes hold the scales and tips the scales of the knowledge of his deeds. that's why they scare him, that's trigue him, that's why he listens to them. Inigo Montoya: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you. |
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