the morning
had left her warm blooms
sounds coming out the sun
as she awoke
but my poor head
did not want to hear
these things
the sound that
would not stop to hear me
this lovely parrot
he would repeat the verses
this women would indeedly love
"Your so beautiful
your amazing"
I could not say any word
but thankyou
your too...
knoing he was not my love
because my heart told me so
and the time
would moved with patience
she was always at rest
Soon I had told him warm and genuine
but oh so kind
kind like the love he was offering to
to me...
oh kind love, oh kind love
then this parrot had flee
out from my ears
cursed had he
like the storm does with night
how the night begs my
ears for this parrot
to come back
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this si a wonderful piece you have written here. I think you have lost your skills. I remember the words that spilled out from your heart and those that made me fall in love with you
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what you said I lost my skills? I haven't I still write in my same styme soft but powerful and classy with imagery. It may not be descriptive as my others before but its a lil more classical. I have gotten older so therefore my poetry is older
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Your poetry is so soft and gentle I can feel the gentleness of your words in every poem I read from you. It's like poetry connects each others souls on a level we don't even understand.
Your words are always so soft and gentle keep writing. The only thing that I think you should work on is your punctuation. But worry not when I was young as you I had the same difficulties. I would find someone to help you go over this and explain to you what mistakes you are making and why because the content of your poems are amazing. Keep writing always.
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