Whats this box made of? Whats in the box? I would...and I know youre going to hate me for this, (or not) but I would run with the box, and let go of the wooden stanzas that follow it.
We know what love is, at least we have a perception of the chemicals that run rampant through our brains when we meet someone with whom we fall in love with.
Its a good attempt, it really is. But I want to know about this box.
A box...interesting. Anyway, this is a really cute little poem. You have one spelling mistake (to for too) that I can see, and it doesn't get in the way. Your writing doesn't move me and it's certainly not going to light the world on fire, but you competently tell your story. If you're looking for a bit more of a punch you may want to focus more strongly on a few ideas than broadly on several, and you should try to expand your vocabulary some.
"It's unworldly It's to large For this small world To even scratch the surface Of the meaning I guess That's why our hearts Are so big." Amazing lines here, I really like the overall message. Most people will toss around the word 'love' without even thinking about what it significantly means. Keep writing.
My names austin lee wallace i am a hippy and thats what they all call me. i love music its the greatest, i play guitar the harp piano flute violin and whatever i can get me hands on. Im not much of a .. more..