Creative Poems

[*~Rexhina~*]

92 not bad, though i thought i would get an 80 because i suck at creating poems, and they don't rhyme but they teacher said that doesn't have to rhyme... so i went for it lol

[AngelGirl]

92% rite?
Thats cool ;) hope u get 100 next time (K)

[Mr_Right]

I didnt know that u would become a poet as well, coz chinese arent dat gud at dis. anywayz its very good.

[*~Rexhina~*]

ok duhet te benim ne Biritish Literature, nje Love poem, prandaj me imagjinaten time :P e bera

Remembrance
I was a child and so was he,
innocent, and hyper I was indeed.
He on the other hand, was quite different from me.
But this difference was what attracted him to me.
His protection I admired, but his rebellious attitude
made me feel unsafe, and often distant myself.
I called him my friend, because that was what he
called me too.
As years passed I thought about my feelings and his.
His jealousy, protectiveness and gifts,
made me think, maybe he is in love with me.

Is it just an infatuation,
I often asked myself.
I don't know if I love him,
because I am too young for that.
I don't know what love is.
I thought to myself.
Oh I just should get a girl friend,
and forget about this guy who is driving me insane.

As days past, things turned around.
It was him who distanced himself,
and started disappearing for a while.
I missed him a lot, and thought of where was he.
Than I saw him one day, blissful I started walking towards him.
Than quickly a much older girl, appears and kisses him.

I was shocked, and didn't know who she was.
"maybe it's a cousin, or... or just a friend that I don't know?"
He gave me an apologetic smile, and asked me
how was I.
What could I have said, I was about to cry.
Unwillingly I said I was fine, and than turned around
with tears in my eyes.
I didn't want him to see me crying,
So I quickly wiped my tears, and
without looking at him, I said I had to go.
Fraught with jealousy, and hurt, I started walking toward home.

What was I thinking to have liked him.
He is 3 years older, and I look like a child
to him.
I kept thinking of how stupid my feelings were.
Why was I bothered by this, when I wanted
not to care for him anymore.
Now he is calling me sister, oh what a jerk.
Who does he think he is... that intolerable ugly thing.
I kept cursing, hating him more and more.
But one day this all feelings were forgotten.
I met a guy friend, who was quiet attractive.
We started talking, about friends and family.
He was a bit like me, and I thought he would
be a great friend to me.
I was right he proved to me a great friend indeed.
He was respective to me, my friends and family.
I considered him just a friend, but my first crush
didn't think so. He kept nagging me and told me
I shouldn't be friends with that guy anymore.
I started yelling, and told him to leave me alone.
He grabs my hand, kisses me on the forehead,
"you know you are cute when you get mad."
I stared at him still mad, thinking, "how dare he,
complain and tell me what to do. I never mention
his girlfriend, and I do not care to."

I left without talking,
and he saw that I was still mad.
He wanted to follow me and apologize.
But he knew I wouldn’t' tolerate that.
As days passed, I didn't feel like talking to my new friend.
And the guy that I liked, dumped his girlfriend.
The bell rings all of a sudden.
I open the door.
He is stading outside in the rain.
He intensly looks at me intensly with his beautiful blue eyes.
And sweetly three words come out
of his mouth "I am sorry Ana," reaching out his hand
He hands me a banquet of red roses and leans to give me a hug.
I kindly smile, warmly hug him and kiss him on the chick.
I think he loves me, I thought for a second.
Suddenly a note falls on the floor.
"it comes with the flowers," he says shyly to me.
Curiously I open it, and than I read it out loud.
"I love you!" the three sweetest words
I have been waiting to hear from him
for quiet so long.
From that day on, we always have been together,
No matter what obsticles came in the way,
We tried everything, to maintain the love that we have.