I recently tried my hand at a romantic poem. This is the end product.
The poem is about how one feels before confessing to his love how he feels about her. All the doubts in his mind and ultimately the decision to confess. Hope you all enjoy reading this.
Confession
Want to tell you how I feel, but to myself i ask my dear.
How will you react? is that what you really want to hear?
So much i want to say, it is hard to have restraint.
But I wonder why should I, is your heart that faint?
What is there in my heart, even if you already know.
Let me say it still, of my feelings don’t stem the flow.
The candle that just got lit, in just a moment shouldn’t melt.
The flower which bloomed after aeons, must never swelt.
Whenever you are with me, you make my mind numb.
Make me say something stupid, please don’t think i am dumb.
Life it too short they say, and it might get over tomorrow,
If I don’t say what i want to, there will be no end to my sorrow.
I have no choice but to say it, you ignored my every clue.
My words may not be perfect, but I swear that they’re true.
I am no expert in romance, but I do know that we,
Are the closest thing to love as I imagine it to be.
