Love
Never knowing what's ahead,Almost like a race.
Never knowing who will win,
A slower and slower pace.
Longing never takes control,
Cautiously reach out...
Never so beside myself.
The other oblivious to my tearful shout
Love
Never knowing what's ahead,Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Pain | 0 | 06/27/2010 |
Storm | 1 | 06/27/2010 |
Existance | 1 | 06/27/2010 |
Bleeding | 0 | 05/05/2010 |
Drowning in Love | 0 | 05/05/2010 |
Sunset, Twilight, Night/ It Will Rain | 0 | 05/01/2010 |
Silence of a Soul | 2 | 05/01/2010 |
Pride | 0 | 05/01/2010 |
Thoughts | 0 | 05/01/2010 |
Fear | 0 | 05/01/2010 |
Love | 0 | 05/01/2010 |
Heaven | 0 | 05/01/2010 |
Guilt | 3 | 01/16/2010 |
Sisters | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
Love as you wouldn't think of it | 3 | 11/23/2009 |
Confusion | 2 | 06/29/2009 |
Roses | 1 | 04/10/2009 |
Thunderstorm( haiku) |
2 | 04/09/2009 |
White Tiger | 2 | 04/09/2009 |
Mighty Mountain | 0 | 04/09/2009 |
Sunset | 1 | 04/09/2009 |
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