The love of his life...

The love of his life...

A Poem by SuicidePact.

I walk into my form classroom, a spring in my step,

As i watch the prettiest girl in world,

She’s sitting by herself,

Right in the middle of the crowd.

But when she spots me in the doorway

Her eyes light up the room.

Yes she is my baby,

The only girl for me.

I watch the faces of envy.

I don’t even care.

This girl, she has chosen me.

I shall never let her go.


© 2012 SuicidePact.



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You have such a talent for words :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


When two pairs of eyes meet, both boy and a girl, the lonely one's head whirls. :) This was cute and you set up the scene so perfectly in the poetry structure.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Nice role reversal. Your ability to form scenarios and ideas is quite a talent. Keep writing mah fren'.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Love it! It's cute, nice and warm...I like your style. It's nice and casual.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Naww, this is sweet and quite a pick-me-up type of poem. Just capitalize the i in the second line and you're good to go. I like how it's simply said, and the last few lines:
"I watch the faces of envy.
I don’t even care.
This girl, she has chosen me.
I shall never let her go."

Excellent poetry :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


This poem is sweet.
Well done
:D

Posted 1 Year Ago


lovely piece

Posted 1 Year Ago


As I watch the prettiest girl in THE world?

Very nice, sweet :)



Posted 1 Year Ago


The glow of happiness..shined throughout..Lit up the room..and my feelings as I read each line

Posted 1 Year Ago


Awww i love this! =D
SO cute!!

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Not telling!, SecretVille., Australia



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