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~Welcome 2 My Page of Older Poems~

Well, these poems are some that I quite some time ago, actually some of them will be the ones that i first wrote when i started writting it.. and yeah :D So i hope you enjoy, as always you can leave any comments in my g-book or email me.

Man Of Genius

The Heartfelt Exultation,

One In Which you are Solely Wrapt up In,

You're Engaged Heart and Soul,

Branches of Natural Philosophy,

A Light so Brilliant and Wondrous,

Irksome and Almost Intolerable,

The immensity and prospect, a man of genius.

Reserved to Discover an Astonishing Discovery,

A Torrent of Light into our Dark World,

At Last my Work Imperfect,

No One can Concieve the Variety of Feeling Which Bore me Onwards.

What Is Love?

Is it a song with a perfect rythem?
Or a card on a Special Ocassion?
Who really knows,
Love Is Blind.
How can we even be sure that it's love we are really feeling?
Is love having someone to touch, to hold? To kiss, to hug?
Or is it an adding burden in an already hectic life? When are we truly in love?
Does it jump out and tell us or is it that feeling we get in the pit of our stomaches when we see or talk to the ones we "love"?
When we do find it,
We take it, We embrace it.
We use it to our highest advantage,
Because you never know when the love you find, will dissapear...

What Is Love?

I want to hold you, stroke your hair.
I want to let you know i care.
I want to open up my mind so you can see my love is kind.
I want to make you understand my love is gentle, hold your hand and touch your face, kiss your eyes, make you believe i speak no lies.
I wnt to let you deep inside so you can see i don't hide.
So you can know my love is true,
So you can feel my love for you.