This is a poem about the yearning to find that one person to be your star.
I'm searching watching.Waiting without a thoughtand without distraughtfor a man.Not a boy or a guybut a man.To sweep me off my feetget me down on my knees, begging, if he leaves. A man with a soulnot a man thats cold.Someone that will be my starwith me as their skyLet me be pit blackso that he can shine, and I can risewith bliss, with joywe'll glicen togethertill we're no more.I want a mannot a boy, not guyA man that will surely be mine.Just like I shall be his. Cause, if its love,I'll sell my soul without hesitationand welcome affection.Even if my star won't least.I'll still be a sky searchingfor her twinkle twinkle little star...
This is beautiful. Truly amazing flow and emotion. I specifically love the desire you packed into your metaphors of this poem. "Cause, if its love, I'll sell my soul without hesitation and welcome affection"....the portrail of selling your soul for love is just.....ooohh so desirable. It really puts the emotion out on the line.... This is a truly remarkable work of art! Thank you for sharing!
good! it is rare to find a love poem with something unique to offer, But this does exactly that.
You have a great way with flow. The vocabulary seems like it could be expanded in the piece, but other than that very very very well done.
This is beautiful. Truly amazing flow and emotion. I specifically love the desire you packed into your metaphors of this poem. "Cause, if its love, I'll sell my soul without hesitation and welcome affection"....the portrail of selling your soul for love is just.....ooohh so desirable. It really puts the emotion out on the line.... This is a truly remarkable work of art! Thank you for sharing!
What a wonderful yearning for love..this was so nice..how right you are..love knows no pride,love knows no limits
You will give everything to him,no one is big or too proud for real love..
searching for my man,not a boy or a guy ,a man with a soul and never cold
He will sweep me off my feet,and i go down on my knees,begging not to leave
My star that will light my skies that shines and so i rise with joy
Sell my soul with no hesitation..
Lovely so sweet write,great wish and call for unlimited loved..
lovely write..
This is so beautiful like ur photo ur eloquence and desires reach out to the stars here 4ur man is waiting from a far 2offer u that hope love and unity. nice poem thanx 4sharing mike xx
Wow this is real strong yearning for what I hear most women look for... a real man! Such flow, passion in want.. does anyone really know what a real man is though? (this differs to each woman I think) To sell one's own soul for that of grasping a real man... this ideal man.. which I find through so many I have known to be such an unrealistic fantasy. Everyone is human.. some people are more mature than others.. I would not sell my soul for anyone just search for someone with similar interests, goals and try to be the best friend to them you can. This is such a big dream to so many.. you captured the essence of that quest quite beautifully.. the fantasy is strongly felt in the last line.. the little girl reaching for that image and security of a father figure.. that of course is what I took from it. A young heart searching for love... just a note that the word glicen in your poem I believe should be spelt glisten and least maybe last? Don't sell your soul if you are looking for a man with soul.. as he will be searching for someone with the same! Thank you so much for sharing =)
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