Nothing,
Something,
Everything in between.
Gracefulness,
Elegance,
Beauty in the flesh.
Pricless thoughts I'll never share.
Unforgetable moments like pictures,
Simplistic situations and gentle looks.
I don't think I'll ever get over you.
The harsh breath of the winter
Couldn't freeze away the emotions.
In another life,
The attraction is mutual.
Author notes
This is not really personal. Like i can't relate it back to anything specific.
A contest entry
- Pimp up my honorable mention or trophyless by leander.
400 points, ended December 4, 2007, 86 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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The poem started out rather 'simplistic' (can't find anything else to say what I exactly want to say here) because of the short lines you got there.
From line seven (which has a typo by the way: 'pricless' should be "priceless") it went for the better actually
I really do like the metaphor you used in the second stanza (harsh breath of winter).
Thank you for entering this contest, I wish you the best of luck!
Leander -
Reminds me of... um... Colin Hay. that's it!
It sounds like it's personal, even if it's not. That's what makes you an amazing writer.
And it almost sounds... unfinished. Like there's more to the story.
Anywho... three claps for you!
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cool!
I guess it is kind of. But like it has nothing to do with anything going on now. If anything, it just stems from what if's.. ya know?
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