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A poem about a young man who rushedly falls in love..

In his state of trepidation,

He failed to see the sneer,

Under the veneer-like mask of face-cover, or powder,

Oh dear,

Poor old boy's heart was aflutter,

His eyes refused to see love or to seek wisdom,

From where he asked nobody,

From above, nobody dared reply too,

'twas a swell of emotion with that arose,

The tidal wave of love rose so high that it swept,

All rationality and sanity far unto the sea.

 

His love was best defined by a rose,he picked it

In a garden, a concrete garden with steel plants,

Her very smile dismayed his true feelings for her,

Though it inebriated him,

Her verbage sounded like honey's lyrics,

And he promised back to give her love-avante-garde,

And all words picked from 'Garden book of roses'.

 

In his condition of butterflies, devoid of all sense,

He built a caslte for his queen in thin air,

He dwelt in the mother of all dreams,

And completetly denied reality access in his life,

He put a pin code for entry and forgot it afterwards- he chose to,

Whilst at the same time drawing the venetian blind for to see not,

No-one had to see what transpired under this poker-faced fella's smile,

Love was blazoned all over his existence,

In that wake he failed to take notice of her malice.

 

Loveless,

She made him rue,

The day he realised she made chaff of his love in earnest,

For a moment he forgot he was Earnest by name,

Fighting to undream dreams plastered on his mind walls,

He failed,

To listen to the whisper of the celestial Wise one,

The one he dared ask not,

before,

Hue had just thought it was a jest- mere bible stroy,

He who finds a wife finds treasure,

Now he's been smitten ever since she spoke,

He daily swearas she's in allegiance with old nick,

And complies to the pain of a heartbreak.

 

Had he only looked deeper,

Into her very soul,

He'd have stayed aloof,

And not wasted his love,

He'd have paused before plucking that rose,

Beofre hastening his feet in the dark,

He'd have found abeauty real for him.

Reviews

[zendikar]

my girlfriend (Jenn) is 100% correct you write with a passion not too often seen I personally write with more of a goofy style but there is nothing better than a beautiful poem

[Jennifer Pennington]

This is very beautifully crafted my friend. In fact all ive seen from you so far has not failed to astound me. You have a wonderful way with words and you really write from the heart. There is fiery energy in your writing and i love it!

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is beautiful. You have great talent for words. I had to read a second time to grasp the power and strength in your words. Such desire and emotion in this poem. Writers with your skill make reading a great pleasure. A outstanding poem.
Coyote