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[Xarex]

I love writing. I love poetry. It's very rare, however, where I am inspired to write such things. And only when I am, can I do it. So for 2 years of my life, when I met the girl of my dreams, and although things didn't work out like I had hoped.. she inspired me and continues to inspire me to be a better man.

I am not unhappy.. because.. I had pondered the question: How many times do we come across the girl (or guy) of our dreams and actually get to meet them, talk to them, be with them, experience them? I got to do just that. I got to know her. I got to spend a lot of time with her. She knows I exist. And she knows how I feel about her. And how I'll always feel.

I wrote about 10 poems - not sharing them all now, just one -- not all happy and certainly some that are bitter, but here's one I wrote while I was in love.


But this was the first poem I wrote when I met her. And how I felt when I was in her presence and she was in mine. I hope some of you might understand the feeling of seeing and finding happiness in the eyes of another.



Happiness
Where do I find it?
It seems to be all around me
And I enjoy every minute of it
But there is something missing
Happiness
Where do I find it?
It seems to be missing
Yet it's all around me
I think I've found it
In her eyes

[clement52]

Xarex, on 05 April 2011 - 02:15 PM, said:

I love writing. I love poetry. It's very rare, however, where I am inspired to write such things. And only when I am, can I do it. So for 2 years of my life, when I met the girl of my dreams, and although things didn't work out like I had hoped.. she inspired me and continues to inspire me to be a better man.

I am not unhappy.. because.. I had pondered the question: How many times do we come across the girl (or guy) of our dreams and actually get to meet them, talk to them, be with them, experience them? I got to do just that. I got to know her. I got to spend a lot of time with her. She knows I exist. And she knows how I feel about her. And how I'll always feel.

I wrote about 10 poems - not sharing them all now, just one -- not all happy and certainly some that are bitter, but here's one I wrote while I was in love.


But this was the first poem I wrote when I met her. And how I felt when I was in her presence and she was in mine. I hope some of you might understand the feeling of seeing and finding happiness in the eyes of another.



Happiness
Where do I find it?
It seems to be all around me
And I enjoy every minute of it
But there is something missing
Happiness
Where do I find it?
It seems to be missing
Yet it's all around me
I think I've found it
In her eyes

Cherish what you have owned.

[jorge100]

Love poem

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.

[CastawayJen]

I really like it, it's certainly a start. You can analyse this poem well, but I think it lacks a little emotion, perhaps making it slightly longer would help too in my opinion.

[master31]

The poem has majestic start and end. Overall I liked your thoughts.Keep going

[Birdie]

This is my first post
Writing has always helped me pour my heart out n express myself..
Preferably I don't share cause i'm scared of being judged or misunderstood..here I'm taking a shot

Here it goes..


BEAUTIFUL YOU

Another beautiful day,
Another beautiful you
As i grow old with you I see the purity enlightened in you
I just want to sit and stare in awe
Your an example of almighty's masterpiece without any flaw
I'm spell bound for all my life
For the innocence in your eyes drives me crazy,calms me in my frenzy
Everything that you do is perfect in its own way
Every move you make has something to say
Your eyes an ocean of joy I could drench in them
Your heart overflowing with love i can feel it wen it beats
When you hold me near and look in my eyes you just sweep me off my feet
You unravel the enigma when i'm mused and speechless
Your my life ...priceless

-Oracle*

Edited by moderator, 22 March 2012 - 12:20 PM.