The stranger

The stranger

A Poem by FaithfullyJennyBear

Sat in the room, scared to speak,

I look at you, you make me weak.

I'm not supposed to think of you.

I can't help it, I still do.

I see you walk, I watch you move.

I hear you talk, The facts remove.

I think of you, I know I want

The one my mind wishes you would haunt.

The hair, quite blonde, your eyes so blue.

It's what I think, I need you.

But out of bounds you have to stay.

I guess things never go my way.

 

 

 

 

 

© 2011 FaithfullyJennyBear


Author's Note

FaithfullyJennyBear
This is about a guy that is defiantely out of bounds :L but hey, I got bored :P hope it's okay :) x

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Those people who make us crazy are good to have around. Allow us to dream. Need good dreams sometime to keep us feeling alive and good. Thank you for the excellent poem. I like how you ended this poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


Well phrased!

"But out of bounds you have to stay.
I guess things never go my way." Very easy to relate to. I like that in pieces.

Nicely done Jenny.

~M.Babu~

Posted 13 Years Ago


need I say more? I think the everyone else has already said it all

Posted 13 Years Ago


you have a lyrical style that is engaging

Posted 13 Years Ago


LOL its amazing :) i think every girl at one point in time has writen a poem about a boy :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


That which is forbidden holds the most temptation, great write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This reminds me of my husband with the description of the man.. a good write for someone who is bored. Made me smile - so kudos to you!

Posted 13 Years Ago


And voiced with potent emotion love, its such a harsh emotion to feel too! Beautifully said! xx

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on May 18, 2011
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FaithfullyJennyBear

England, North east , United Kingdom



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I'm Jenny, I'm 18, and my mind is made for poetry, it's how I think, it's how I get my feelings out, It's how I'm heard, may not always be good but it's how I feel inside :) I've also had every colou.. more..

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