Sonnet 2004
The way you walk,
Your style of dress,
The way you talk,
I'm so impressed.
Your smile, your style
Your mind, your eyes
Keeps me wild,
I'm mesmerized.
The expression on your face,
says everything.
Words can't replace
the melody my heart sings.
With all these qualities, it is such a shame
The love of my life, doesn't even know my name.
Your style of dress,
The way you talk,
I'm so impressed.
Your smile, your style
Your mind, your eyes
Keeps me wild,
I'm mesmerized.
The expression on your face,
says everything.
Words can't replace
the melody my heart sings.
With all these qualities, it is such a shame
The love of my life, doesn't even know my name.
posted by Steena @ 6:04 PM
1 Comments:
At 8:10 AM,
Veen said…
If I'm not mistaken.......isn't your name Kristina? I mean, I'm just guessing. Because you have Steena's Thoughts and then you have krisTINA...... I just thought there were similiarities there but maybe I'm wrong.
Okay. I'm going to change up your poem so it seems like it's an orange in a grocery store instead of you talking about somebody who doesn't notice you. Okayyyyy.........
When you say the way you walk and the way you dress and the way you talk, you're talking about all of the customers walking by you. And everytime you see the customers it mesmerizes you.
And the customers keep on teasing you by smiling at you and stuff. And you just want to get out of the fruit basket with all of the other oranges, but everyone knows that the oranges aren't ripe yet so they just leave you alone.
That was good, huh? Yeah, appreciate it.
But I really liked your poem. It kind of sounds a little bit too good. I really liked the ending. You messed me up. I thought the poem was going somewhere else and then you said they don't even know your name. Interesting
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