Hey! Ok so ive made a few poems for my english class and wanna share em with you all!(; tell me whatcha think?! ;D V-O-M-M-E-N-T!!
~AMLpAndA
A Sacred Dream, a Sorrowful Reality
Every day, staring at a stunning young man,
With her curious, self conscious, eyes.
He gently whips his hair and she is caught off guard.
To him, she is as small as a single rain drop in a thunderstorm.
She waits, patiently and true.
He’s unconscious about her simple, elegant smile.
She is a depressed princess,
That will wait an eternity for her true love to arrive.
He lives with non-existence of her beauty.
She dreams about his dynamism.
He dreams about his looks,
Like a selfish hyena.
He uses her,
Yet she is as desperate as a soul can be.
And yet she waits,
Still dreaming about her fantasy.
But only reality will awake her,
No romantic walks or passionate moments.
And still she waits, and wants, and dreams,
About that stunning young man, her prince.
