#flattered
Expressing my feelings for you, it worries me.
How would you take it?
Is it awkward?
Are you annoyed or flattered?
I don't need you to feel the same.
I just need you to understand, what I say, feel, mean.
Drenched in two tones.
Both full of love.
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
An unknown,
Simply liking my poem.
Or so I thought.
With a look at your work,
I'm completely astonished.
So beautiful, and lovely.
The flow, and rhythm,
Absolutely wonderful.
Why then,
Is someone so talented,
With words so graceful,
Looking at work
As amateur as mine.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
You said the right things
You flattered and charmed
Convinced and promised
Until I was disarmed
Your words were golden
They sparkled and shined
They shined so brightly
I must have gone blind
I invested myself
In the words you sold
But all that glitters
Is not gold
I've always heard
That talk is cheap
Well my words are diamonds
And yours are free
You don't mean what you say
You don't do what you mean
Your words are free
But they're costing me
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 10:55 PM UTC
You're My Foundation
My Soul does not Quiver
You, You Entice Me
Your Love Will Always Deliver
It Will Not Break
It Will Not Crumble
And Shall Never Wither
Trapped By The Chains Of Your Protection
I Do Not Dream To Flee
Now I Can't Believe
It's Just You And Me
You Have Chosen Thy
I'm Honoured
I'm Flattered
But I Am The One
That's What Mattered
Or So I Thought
You Quickly Gave Up
To Save Us, I Fought
Hate: One, Love: Nought
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 8:18 PM UTC
It takes little more than a kind word
To carry me through a month
To hold me up against battle
To force me, against trials, to triumph.
It takes little more than genuine praise
To burn a soul to memory
To lose all sense of proper speech
To fly unbound and freely.
And with a word comes a smile
I can't get it off my face
With a word comes gratitude
So potent my hands shake.
With a word comes a flattered feeling
That blossoms just under my ribs
With a word comes a jittery, happy panic
On which I cannot put a lid.
I laugh boisterously
I forget my usual frown
With a word I am lifted
And I will never come back down.
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC