thats cool,n a little like a story but cool.
I get a rose handed to me by this man
And he says '' im always going to be with you as long as this rose is still alive''
So every day I keep the rose thinking who was that man and should if keep it?
So I have now had the rose 2 years and it’s still not dead
Wile im sick and dieing I still think who was he?
And thinking why is the rose not dead along time ago
But now im dieing and the rose is dieing with me
So my last request is that this rose to be bared with me
There’s the light and the man is there he puts out his hand and says '' don’t be afraid the worst is done gave me your hand and we
Will live in haven from now on''
yeah i thoght it did too lol but thats what happens when u tell me to try and make them longer lol
story poems like that are always the best, in my mind. I really liked that one, and wish to see more. No matter who writes them.
Far be it for me to be anything special, when the only special thing I desire with me, is the special person I share my gifts with.
ok.............. i didnt think it was like that and think you for the nice comments
That was awesome equin. keep it up.
thank you all for ur really nice comments ^_^ *hugs everone*
Hey your welcome equinn just keep these awesome poems coming and I'll be sure to read them!