before lunch

By tibi popovici

Sat, 21 Mar 2015
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6 comments
 

I wanted to say...,
but
I forgot,
about
you know...,
is not,
what I meant
with that,
It's so hard,
for me,
to explain why,
now,
I don't find...
words,
and, you see,
my hands,
sweaty,
trembling,
hold you,
tight...
don't laugh,
be mine!

Certificate U
Poem

Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Love the difficulty in finding the words, something delicate and deeply felt here.

Submitted by tibi popovici on

Thanks for reading it, Philip. Yes, there I wanted to keep the focus in this poem, on dificulty of finding words.

Glad you like it!

Submitted by Bee on

I liked the not, but still finding the words, too.

Bee

Submitted by tibi popovici on

Yes Bee, it's a mix between the need of saying something and the dificulty of finding the words smiley

Thanks!

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Found two words with such depth of meaning, in the end. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

Yes Rhiannon, that's the cherry, the last words smiley, gave me a lot of pain.

Thanks for reading!