TomatoA Poem by Poetic ShamblesI know that you like to have your own say, but if I agreed with you we’d both be wrong, and I know that you’ll always try to get your own way but if I followed you we’d both be going in a strange direction. Maybe I am a little greedy with my selection of thoughts, but to me your words sound like a rather pathetic retort, and maybe these words will fall a little short in my longing to be understood. A tree became a chair over the years and through the woods, but why would you even care or want to discuss that? Maybe you’ve been crying, or you’re just wet behind the ears, and I know that if I tried to help you uncover your deepest fears, we’d both be a little scared. sometimes a problem shared is a problem halved, so I told her my little secrets but she just looked puzzled and laughed. Maybe it was lost in translation or maybe I just didn’t pronounce the words with the right emotions, like when she says a word and I say it as well but it just sounds different. © 2010 Poetic ShamblesAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on September 26, 2010 Last Updated on September 26, 2010 AuthorPoetic ShamblesLondon, United KingdomAboutIt is no secret that I write poetry, but I have often kept my poetry a secret. I give up hiding, here's my writing. If you enjoy my words, show some love and like my page http://www.facebook.com/sun.. more..Writing
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