Dear....

This is the final poem I have written for my love so far.

Dear Insanity,
Can you return to me my mind? I need it to control my heart which is running rampant for someone. It hurts knowing my heart is slowly shattering again. So, Insanity, would you mind sending me back my mind?

Dear Love,
Can you give me back my heart, please? I truly don't want it shattering again. I don't mean to close off my heart, but I want to give it to my special someone. So, Love, can you send me back my repaired heart?

Dear ma chérie,
I think you managed to steal my heart. I don't mind though, really I don't. Please keep it safe for me, even though it was yours to begin with. So, ma chérie, can you hold onto my heart for me?

Reviews

[G.A. Collins]

I enjoyed the interesting take on varying whom the speaker is addressing. It opened up our minds to the character; something that I rarely experience with poetry. We could see a polite, desperate and resourceless creature, whom is literally speaking to his heart, mind and lover about the simple metaphorical matters-of-fact, which hardens the reality of what he/she is experiencing and makes the reader empathise almost immediately. I enjoyed this abstract creation, thank you for sharing it.

[Alice Walker]

You're welcome, but I should thank you for such an honest opinion.

[GlacialStars]

Mum another awesome one. I see your one of these romance poets! That's cool because I came to realize that I'm one of those too so I'm trying to write about other things now...wish I'm drifting again. Really great poem, the personification of love and insanity was a good move and there's the French word again xD You have shown talent so far. Keep up le good work.

[Alice Walker]

Merci, but I'm only an amature writer. And again, merci beaucoup.

[GlacialStars]

No prob xD you are an awesome first time writer!

[Alice Walker]

Again, thank you very much!

[GlacialStars]

XD no prob