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A book of poetry for all of your moods and genres, just look in brackets and choose the one that fits your mood. Be it mini poems or reverse - haiku, sonnet or acrostic. Be it...
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Don't know whom I could say, Who knows the true feelings? There's a pain behind my smile. Pain? Well not really. Suffice to say, "I'm confused." What are these feelings? Unfelt, unsavored, unknown... Why does my heart flutter? Why does my tongue stutter? Why do I think twice? Why can't I be free and cool? What has happened to me? Seems like I've changed In these past few days. I'm not the same as I was. Six months and everything changed. Someone began to occupy All my thoughts... Conscious, subconscious, dreams. The entirety of myself. Has been consumed by that one man. Now the world seems to revolve, Around him... But why do I feel so? It's unfathomable, it's unreal. So ethereal that it hurts. Especially his ignorance I fell for his smile. When he scrunched his eyes And gave a gorgeous grin I felt my heart shatter to pieces. He talked to me, Mending the delicate pieces, Binding them by one invisible string, To him... People say it's love, Rather they say I'm infatuated. Cause a teenager can't love He's a friend, I try to say. Convincing the mind is easy. Stupid erratic heart... But he doesn't like me. Well I guess he does... But he doesn't love me... No, maybe I'm wrong. He loves me, but isn't In love with me... There... I guess I got it correct. It's so confusing... The fleeting emotions. When you can't seem To place a finger on any feeling. It's all a jumble, a mess. Oh why did he come to my life? I was happy without him. Or was I? I think I'm happy now. Cause I've someone to blush for When they tease me. Someone to steal glances at. Come on... I don't have a crush. I talk to him. He is the one who Wanted to be my friend. But I don't know when It became something more, More than friendship. I still don't know what I feel. Or for that matter what he feels. If he feels anything though. He's not an emotional person. He's cold and distant Yet warm and friendly... His eclectic behavior Yet the flirty attitude. Makes for a dangerous combination. He's like the forbidden fruit. Maybe this will break me Or make me. Whatever it is, he had changed. My life, my mind, forever You wonder why I don't say it to him. Provided I'm such an extrovert Times change, people change. Those are what I say to myself. The truth is I'm afraid... Afraid that if I confess. The thin strings of friendship Will break forever... I can't bear that. So should it go on... As it is? It's night and I feel lonely. My friend... I wish to talk. I so dearly wish I could tell you everything. My man, my muse, my everything...
