Thursday, January 20, 2011

An Endless Giver

My heart is acting weird these days because

it sprints then jumps and then rolls all around


Normal day, normal night, just same like that

but my heart alone is ready for more


I believe it is after meeting you

that my life turned around and upside down

to see more, to seek more, and to feel more

to consider all things precious like gold


I believe it is because you were good

good to me, just so great to do these things:


treat me so special, like I am the best

although I am not perfect nor flawless


investigate all your free time into

spending with me though I may never be

what you are to me, an endless giver


(Blank Verse)

1 comment:

  1. Nice poem! It really reminded me of this book called "The Giver". I'm pretty sure you've heard of it before. Seems like whoever "you" in the poem is, he/she is a great person. I really liked how you expressed emotions through actions (sprints, jumps, rolls, turn upside down). I think the first line in the poem has 9 syllables. Oh, and when writing in iambic pentameter, try to match the beat (da dum da dum....). I know it's pretty hard to do though (Ribby's really good at it).

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