Only In My Poetry

Only In My Poetry short poem

Uploaded by reynaldo salvador

I wrote these words
to tell all my secrets about you.
I told you not to exhort,
appreciate nor pity too,
but I hope you’ll read
and take a heed;
to all these words
though, it seemed absurd.
Do not despise
these were all not lies;
perhaps, for you it’s petty
but for me it’s all a remedy.

Only in my poetry
I could tell how much I need you.
And it won’t easy to say,
but this is my only way .
O’ Please let me not forget you
be insipid and undesired too;
albeit,I’d still be forlorn
for my being Lovelorn.
You are the girl that I’m hoping for
these were the words to my prayers I had implored.
‘Cause your love is all I want
to see you is feeling exultant.

With the love beckoning
I wrote all my feelings,
Well I hope one day you’ll see
every word that has been written in here.
Sorry! for I have no strength
telling the truth and all, but I can’t.
But I always wanna be with you.
Hoping someday will be true.
Holding your hands
and making you dance,
embracing your heart
so that we will never be apart
And Only in my poetry
I could say
“I Love You”
That’s Forever and always be.

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