strawramberry

          	Hello everyone! I just wanted to share my poem.
          	​Ever since I was a kid—back in my elementary school days—I’ve loved writing poetry. Writing allows you to express emotions and unsaid thoughts; the loneliness and feelings you can't say out loud.
          	
          	​I've written many poems, but 'MydaiLac—Stranger' hits me the hardest. I relate to it because of a certain woman, and I hope to see her again one day to give this to her.
          	​If you're confused by the title, it's a combination of Daisy and Lilac—my favorite flowers.
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	 MydaiLac—Stranger
          	 
          	
          	Beautiful stranger , looks like a
          	 daisy  flower 
          	Too alluring,  seems blooming 
          	like a lilac flower
          	
          	Sitting on the bench with your—
          	book on your hands
          	Sophisticated witty and gorgeous 
          	—woman echoless
          	
          	Staring might be rude,
          	 but pardon lady ;
          	I think this is your fault, for
          	making me feel this way
          	
          	I myself arguing; thinking 
          	of approaching , 
          	So i thought to my—self of not 
          	risking 
          	
          	 Afraid of risking—
          	afraid of trying  
          	Thinking that you're waiting —
          	for your so—called darling
          	
          	But those thoughts vanished —
          	immediately 
          	When your gaze landed 
          	at me, my heart raced
          	Unendingly
          	
          	You looked at me with curiosity 
          	in your eyes 
          	Looking confused, 
          	Written in your eyes 
          	
          	I've got worried, thinking you 
          	fallaciously I am a stalker,
          	So I looked away feeling my—
          	cheeks blufter
          	
          	
          	DO YOU HAVE YOURS?
          	
          	FEEL FREE TO SHARE! I WANNA READ THOSE!
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	

strawramberry

          Hello everyone! I just wanted to share my poem.
          ​Ever since I was a kid—back in my elementary school days—I’ve loved writing poetry. Writing allows you to express emotions and unsaid thoughts; the loneliness and feelings you can't say out loud.
          
          ​I've written many poems, but 'MydaiLac—Stranger' hits me the hardest. I relate to it because of a certain woman, and I hope to see her again one day to give this to her.
          ​If you're confused by the title, it's a combination of Daisy and Lilac—my favorite flowers.
          
          
          
          
          
           MydaiLac—Stranger
           
          
          Beautiful stranger , looks like a
           daisy  flower 
          Too alluring,  seems blooming 
          like a lilac flower
          
          Sitting on the bench with your—
          book on your hands
          Sophisticated witty and gorgeous 
          —woman echoless
          
          Staring might be rude,
           but pardon lady ;
          I think this is your fault, for
          making me feel this way
          
          I myself arguing; thinking 
          of approaching , 
          So i thought to my—self of not 
          risking 
          
           Afraid of risking—
          afraid of trying  
          Thinking that you're waiting —
          for your so—called darling
          
          But those thoughts vanished —
          immediately 
          When your gaze landed 
          at me, my heart raced
          Unendingly
          
          You looked at me with curiosity 
          in your eyes 
          Looking confused, 
          Written in your eyes 
          
          I've got worried, thinking you 
          fallaciously I am a stalker,
          So I looked away feeling my—
          cheeks blufter
          
          
          DO YOU HAVE YOURS?
          
          FEEL FREE TO SHARE! I WANNA READ THOSE!