Those (3) once
coveted words,
Now faded as
a distant
Memory,
An old picture,
or a far off dream.
A heartbeat,
Ever so faint...
All motion
cease to exist
as he parts his
lips and begins
To form the
words...
" I LOVE YOU ZURI ",
In a starving whisper
he finally bares his
soul.
* Eons ago
I would've
jumped out of
my skin just
to hear those
three words
sail past his
lips..
But now,
All i feel,
Is Confusion.
Three years later,
And only now
you begin to
Love Me...?
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5 comments:
Zuri your poem is great. If you wanted I believe you could be a poet that the world would be happy to know about.
Hey Zuri,
You expressed yourself beautifully. Poetry is in you, keep writing because you do it gracefully and people would love to read more..
you should get some of your stuff published its good
that was a deep poem about a feeling some people will never be able to understand .. i loved it keep up the poetry
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