Jun 192012
 

…So I Wrote Her A Poem

 

Here I am again, laying mind swept

Just… thinking of you

Skulking through my mind’s crevasses

Any memory of you would do

.

Your smile… like a Caribbean summer

So warm and full of spice

Your voice piercing like a bullet

into my heart, how hard it tries

.

Tries to get away from the allure of your mystique

Tries to get away from your bittersweet beauty

Tries to find a way like it was hide and seek

But it remains laden, smitten by your mystery

.

Your eyes tell tales of a thousand fallen men

Your hips speak proverbs to the woe of the fallen

Your touch so tender, just your aura did woo men

You are clearly an astounding wo-man

.

Here I am again, laying mind swept

Just… thinking of you

Lost in a twisted fantasy

Trying to find you…

Comments

comments

Dozemaniac @jamesndu

Avatar of DozemaniacI am KING.

Go to Dozemaniac's profile, and read more of his/her posts.

  31 Responses to “She Stood Me Up One Too Many Times”

  1. @jamesndu bravo! Succint use of language is the hallmark of poetry.You have carefully chosen words that conveys imageries…welldone.

  2. And so the poet becomes one of the many fallen men…

    Beautifully written!

  3. Lovely!!! Am a bit wary of the ending though, sounds inconclusive to me. what do you all think?

  4. Niece poetry. Enjoyed it.

  5. Great poem…

  6. Oh… Nice one. You worked hard on this one. Keep writing.

  7. Lovely poem. I enjoyed it. Wish you found some other words to describe her smile though.

  8. Seek her more. You’ll find her.

    Nice

  9. Been trying to imagine that smile like Caribbean summer!
    Nice poem.

  10. Find her fast, before ya mind miss!

  11. I like your flow, bro. Well done!

  12. I love the tittle specially cause of the style… Nice poem too.

  13. Nostalgia.
    Idle minds and evocative thoughts.
    Nice one!

  14. a poem that captures my heart…Nice and Nice and Nice

  15. very nicely done.

Switch to the mobile version of this site