Cowards

Strong are the cowards in love...

COWARDS


his words are dancing with so much grace
but the steps are limited to a shallow space
his eyes talk to me in a moment or two
but blind is my vision, it could not see through

if love is a secret that writes a poem
then in there i'm a line that has not been shown
coz fear is my fortress and hiding, my game
if he is the prize then my efforts are lame

so this coward here now will build a bridge
and get over it like a valiant mage
but the path is as lonely as my life alone
til i found him sitting on the polished stone

i saw his smile as he looked my way
his lips are like blankets in cold winter's day
and i sat on the pavement feeling so blessed
is the game just starting, could he have guessed?

that my feelings are stronger than ever before
that my heart's in trouble and my mind's a storm
that my feet are mud soil and they could not stand
yet his eyes are stars that shine at a glance

in the end we're two cowards falling in love
carefully crafted to be dancing in clouds
for a coward alone is a coward forever
but in love... one is sure to be brave for the other.

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

apart from the lack of an apostrophe .....WE'RE..not WERE......I thought this poem showed promise

[headoverheart]

oh.. thank you for taking note of that. i'll fix that up now :)

[Dr. Wood ?]

yeah...better now

[Jack...]

These words are so very true. Nicely written.

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oh.. thank you so much :)