I wish I were new
Frantic conversations that end in a click,
Words deny me what I want to admit.
I look in your direction, every once in a while
Hoping for a smirk,
Oh why won’t you smile?
I wish my confidence would return,
For just an instance,
So I could reveal………
Oh I wish I were new.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Who says I don't love you? | 0 | 09/15/2010 |
| new student to old | 1 | 09/14/2009 |
| The obsession is over | 1 | 08/25/2009 |
| shooting | 2 | 08/25/2009 |
| the play ends | 2 | 08/25/2009 |
| My forever friend | 2 | 07/06/2009 |
| my brave brother | 2 | 06/18/2009 |
| I wish I were new | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| i love your phone | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| never change | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| our secret | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
| the way to my heart | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
| your touch | 1 | 05/19/2009 |
| mr wonderful | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
| your picture | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
| always beside you | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
| i wish to kiss you | 1 | 05/19/2009 |
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