I Am...

Just a little bit of fun. I wondered what would happen if i put all of the titles of my poems together. Some 'titles' have been adjusted to make sense, but you get the jist! This is the result. :D

I Am Confessing Under a Willow Tree

All of my true feelings to thee.

I am Broken, Changing,

Confused, Defeated

Sick of these Un-Read Read Requests

And not wanting to be Called ‘Baby’.

I have been Fighting feeling Insignificant, Vulnerable

And Never being quite Enough.

But as I look into The Light of Day

And see the Rays of Light,

I remember fond memories

Of being In a Lovers Arms

And tasting the Forbidden Fruit.

Yet, even though I dream of Loves Wildfire

And have dabbled in Internet Dating,

Whilst waiting for The Decision

And despising The Unknown.

I want someone to Lean on Me, Still

And remove this Unrequited feeling

Believing that Love Is Blind.

But as I look to Green Pastures

I feel someone Take My Hand

And a sudden feeling of Persistence

As I Pay my dad Back By Custard,

Yet realise that I need to be Quiet Now

As the Wicked Wind has finally died.

And I finally know, that I Am Free!

 

By underwriter     26/1/2011

Reviews

[DeViouS]

Very clever.

[OT]

very clever!! and brilliantly executed haha I concur with Geoff - you'll have to update as you go along! it'll become an epic haha

[Gone]

Nicely done. However you will now have to keep it up to date as you add more poems. lol ;)

[cfix]

"Sick of these Un-Read Read Requests
And not wanting to be called ‘baby’."

Love these lines here, i get sick of unread request as well.
especially people who delte them after they send them.
I like this, emotions expressed well.