Im sitting here looking at this old flower,
It's been about a half an hour.
Seeing you, No longer makes me blue.
I now see how the time has flew.
I no longer have to pretend that everything is fine.
Because it was your loss, not mine.
When you see me I hope that you feel blue;
And realize how good I was to you.
Everything now is perfectly fine.
Because it's your loss and never was mine.
nice work..the way you rhyme the words is really good. keep writing and bring out the best in you.
BEAUTIFUL poem chick...I liked it a lot, I gave me something to think about. :) BESTFRIEND :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good poem, indeed, but no feelings of ''LOVE'' here.. love has just finished, for both of the two (ex) lovers.. We are humans, we all (almost all..?) have experienced such disappointment and reacted the same way..