Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

An Eliza

Who could ever love an Eliza?

Awkwardly a little too tall,

Possessing a dorky laugh,

Silly mannerisms,

And,

Above all,

A dream of love.

An Eliza writes poetry,

Crying to God for answers to life's questions,

Asking for God to provide some form of companionship.

An Eliza,

Is impatient,

Her largest downfalls,

Impatience,

Caring too much.

An Eliza is an Eliza,

But,

Is that a good thing?

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
eliza-jane
Australian
Published
Apr 19, 2012
Lines·Words
18·67
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell eliza-jane how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write