WHY

WHY must I love every woman the same
freely giving a part of me

there's to much love inside of me
do i lack loving me?
or
could it be I'm to much in love with me?

knowing I'm God's gift to any woman!

 all she has to do is over look I'm big
&
 bang your see who i really am 

on top of all that

making love is a craft for me
treating you good is a pleasure and so pleasing to me

a little bit to romantic i might be

but WHY doesn't she love me?

 this just drives me crazy
 every woman i ever been with came back to me
and didn't even want them
she evens says she compares other guys to me
WHY
am i still standing here with out her
suddenly my phone rings telling me she wants too love me
so I touch her inner soul
after it all she cries
but WHY

 

Reviews

[biggerthenu]

Thanks Brit I totally understand. it questions my subsistence the way i love and questions the lack of love I'm receive thanks for reviewing my poem make sure u read part 2

[Britiney Harper]

I like it... Its so full of emotional understanding (if that makes sense at all) What I mean is asking yourself "why" this that why things/people are the way they are.. I hope what I'm saying in someway makes sense. I just like your poem :)

[biggerthenu]

thanks I'm happy you like it thanks for the insight on that line I miss spelled that word so i changed enter to inner and to was wrong also thanks for helping me out. thanks again

[temoralez]

Thoughts: I like how you emphasize why. I like how like the last two stanzas with why; it creates two questions instead of one. Nice use of the word, why.

Constructive Criticism: In the 3rd line you put "to," but the you use it sounds like it should be spelled "too." On the 3rd to last line, "so I touch her enter soul," I find it a little confusing. Did you mean to enter her soul?