So I don’t write poetry, but the other day my girlfriend was feeling sad, and a rhyming couplet invaded my thoughts.
Roses are red, Violets are blue
Flowers are overrated
How about poetry for you?
So here’s the piece I wrote her. I think it’s the first poem I ever wrote her, and she framed it somewhere on her wall. How embarrassing but if I’m going to be embarrassed, I might as well put it here.
Wind Flows Through Me
This wind never rests;
Where clouds drift and suns shine bright,
With a kiss and a gentle caress.
Lapse at the ocean, cooing soft light.
It brushes your waist,
Travels your lips, with a gentle trite;
Through windswept streets, make haste I say-
Don’t ever stop, never rest.
But pause in my embrace,
And I’ll steal it away-
-I’ll kiss you. My Coup de Grace
So it just flew out of my hand. Like you guys, I stared at it for ages, and couldn’t divine a deeper meaning. Its internal message seemed like a contradiction, but she didn’t notice it…but one day she will ask- someone will ask. It’s on her wall!
So if you think anything of it, please, please I beg you. Comment below and tell me what it means!