"twindle" poems
Is this love? I asked myself.
My heart beating fast…..
My blood rushing down my veins.
Breathing so hard I forgot where I was.
Twindle
I paused as I tried to settle myself.
I gripped my pillow tight,
My fingers turning red.
My eyes burst out in tears.
Twindle
How could I be so emotional?
When we were only kids?
I expected it to be the same love,
Like it was back then.
Twindle
Wait there is a chance you might still love me!
But why do I feel my heart crying for help?
I looked out the window for a deeper meaning of love.
All I saw was a dark shallow place that I was afraid of.
Twindle
I sank myself with my tears gasping to take a full breath.
I don’t believe it,.
I had lost myself within an hour,
Because of a childhood experience with you.
Twindle.
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Jan 29, 2010
Jan 29, 2010 at 7:24 PM UTC
Once sprightly bright, not hunched, but tall
Like a decommissioned kite, they fall
They twirl and twindle, who knows how they'll land
Who cares? They are but ground on which to stand
Their brown cloth crumbles round their cage
Now are naught, but stuff that leads to rage.
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC