Feel of the pen

Some poems are meant for paper

I have a poem that reads my heart

And I would like for you to hear

But the feel of the pen had to be there

The feel of the paper had to be present

The poem is truly a masterpeice

Yet none of you shall ever lay eyes on it

Because it was twice as beatiful as it burned

And even if i had wanted you to see this poem

I couldn't have typed it

The words needed to flow not appear

And then I needed the knowledge that it was gone

I needed something to hide

I needed to know I had done something awful

I burned the poem that read my heart

Author's Note

Well....ya.

Reviews

[shelbylugal]

Why? Why did you have me read this AWFUL poem? ... Gotcha!! I really liked it. I can't believe your only 12 and am writing pieces such as this one. Your flow is good and you have a nice way of putting words there that describe what your putting across. I would love to hear the burnt poem if it was as good as this one hee hee