The Note for Love.
Author: Unknown
She walks alone through the town,
With her head hanging down.
Hanging down in shame,
She wants to change and not want to be the same.
All kind of thoughts travel through her mind,
Not knowing if she’s gonna have to leave this love behind.
She carry’s on walking to her stop,
Attempting to pull herself up from this drop.
When finally on her way to a city,
With her body and feelings filled with pity.
She rummages around in her bag,
Looking for a piece of paper of even a tag.
To write down the way she feels about you,
Carefully thinking everything through.
She sits and draws on one side,
Hoping that her relationship doesn’t subside.
On the other side she writes her little note,
As she feels the emotion in the back of her throat.
As the journey comes to an end,
Off a bus she starts to descend.
She walks to his stop to wait in dismay,
As she puts the little note safely away.
She sits and waits in a world of her own,
Where she walks a path all alone.
Finally she sees him walking towards her,
The only person she will love forever.
All she wanted to say to him was that,
She was sorry whilst they had their chat.
But she couldn’t find the right words to say,
What she wanted and in the right way.
Before she knew its they were back where they started,
Still not knowing if she was gonna be left broken hearted.
As he waited to leave and for people to unload,
He gave her a kiss which to her heart it flowed.
Then she remembered what she had done,
Something to give her loved one.
She slipped the note into his hand,
Just as she had originally planned.
She waits as he boarded his form of travel,
Watching as the note he started to unravel.
She stands as he reads what’s in the note,
Watching him read the true words she wrote.
As he looks over she holds every tear,
Knowing she only has minutes to spare.
She thinks is that where she should climb?
But just at that moment runs out of times.
The door start to shut before it pulls away,
Leaving her no choice but to stay.
She watches holding back the want to cry,
As through the glass they say their good-bye.
She slowly walks back to her stop,
Knowing that it is him she will never drop.
She boards her travel and heads back home,
Feeling a feeling that she was not alone.
On her way back with eyes that sting,
She remembers that one special thing.
She had cried many rivers and streams,
But she is glad to be loved by the man of her dreams.
She is in love with this one special Guy,
Now she sits in wait of his loving reply.
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Posted: Jan 2011
Comments (6)
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am i glad i have read your poem
brilliant
This took a while to write, and a lot of thought went into this. :) I think out of all of the ones i have done so far this is my favourite. I find it completely different to my others. :)
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Being the first of your poems I am having the good fortune to read, I can only say that if this is considered by the poet to be her best, then it is! Enjoyed the detail and the heart of this poem as "she" finds herself Looking for a piece of paper of even a tag. To write down the way she feels about you...
Im glad you enjoyed reading this. I enjoyed writing this one :)
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