What A Poet Thinks

Love forgotten

hey u guys. I know its been a while but life's been hectic so I'm sorry for not updating so long. Here's the long awaited update. This is also, my second personal poem abt a certain someone "wiggles eyebrows* enjoyyyyy

I write poems for you to read,
     To make you understand my need,
Yet you see it and say nothing,
      And continue to strengthen your skills in artful thinking.

I don't see you, yet I search,
     To meet your eyes in this vigorous hunt,
Smile at you, tease you a while,
      Eagerly waiting, to see your ghost of a smile.

You have your friends, I have mine,
      Surrounded by them, to soothe our soul and mind,
Yet your comfort is yearned, our eye contact cheered,
       By my shattered soul, in a glass sphere.

" Stop being so adorable! " it breaks my heart,I
       To see your intriguing ego, from getting crushed;
Surrounded by fans, loved by many,I
       But you still continue to hide in the shadows frantically.

A little weak in studies
     I do get that,
But I'll try to help you,
     By fighting the bad;
Educating you, the true meaning of life,
     Tracing the intricacy of this lovely lie.

So, shall I continue? Or shall I stop?
     Persuing this dream of forgotten love?
I bid you adieu, looking forward to express,
     My true feelings in a leaflet, a red, broken mess.