Young Love
21 April, 2003
Author: Leah06
Love is what you feel
Deep within your heart
It is not what you see
Thine eyes have no part.
You can't show love
With what you do or say
It can only be felt
Throughout every moment of every day.
You risk your life for it
To feel it in your soul
Just so both of you can feel it
Not as a pair but as a whole.
It hurts when you have it for another
Who dosen't love you in return
It happens many times
Before your heart will learn.
Don't look too hard
It will find you
It could be that special person
Who will love you too.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| LinzAy (205.188.208.37) -- Tuesday, April 22 2003, 03:09 pm Good writing 06.... |
| Seizure (65.164.72.2) -- Tuesday, April 22 2003, 07:39 pm it was good. |
| martin Vann (65.56.174.21) -- Tuesday, April 22 2003, 10:48 pm You said, don't look too hard and you are correct! Follow the wisdom of your "heart," and not your body's passion! Your heart is what protects you Leah06, yet I know there is a flame that burns from a valcanoe's mouth, but he is not for you, don't worry. Even, as you twist and turn in your sleep with passion for his love. Your heart will protect you for in the shadow of his image, I think, there is another, but you have not let him in. Do not ignore your firey passion, but give it over to your heart, the only part of you that can control such affection. If, you will do this, Leah06, you will find the shadow that is more real, then he, whom you felt such need, the shadow of your heart, is near by, be patient. Do not cry, the pillow that you hug tonight is not him, which you seek, what you seek, is the shadow, and he will be there soon, with much more love, than what, you thought, could eever be real. Leah06, heavy words you write, from a true and loving heart, and all I ask is, listen to your heart, it will bring you passion, but first, there must be love and it will come, be patient. Very honest work, my young lady, who pen's her heart, for all to see, very honest work! U-Martin P.S. If, Seizure reads it and comments, I feel a shake within the earth, his words are few and seldom if, at all. |
| LinzAy (205.188.208.135) -- Tuesday, April 22 2003, 11:01 pm LOL! yes Martin!!! I totally agree with that!! lol.... |
| Seizure (68.155.220.194) -- Tuesday, April 22 2003, 11:57 pm I just read how my comment must have come out... I understand the joke at my expense... we'll see.. we'll see.. give it time... |
| martin Vann (67.28.88.168) -- Wednesday, April 23 2003, 02:17 pm Yes, I was poking fun at you, but hey, Seiz, it was a gentle poke toward a frined, which i'm sure you know. MartinV |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Thursday, April 24 2003, 01:13 am I am glad all of you liked it, i dont think any of you understand it though. Oh well thanks for the comments |
| Tarna (63.65.186.92) -- Thursday, April 24 2003, 05:46 am The ablility to know love grows with each time it is not right. Long as you don't give up .. True love will find you |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Thursday, April 24 2003, 11:58 pm Yes that is true Tarna but it not giving up grows your hearts abulity or want for love. And you cant just sit around and wait for it because if everyone sits around and waits for love it will never come, you have to make yourself be known. |
| Tarna (63.65.186.112) -- Friday, April 25 2003, 05:46 am Most definately you can't sit around and wait. Perhaps finding love of self is the true love one needs to find. And like a moth to a flame other love will be attracted to your light. Re-reading the poem just now I realize I may have misread the meaning slightly. |
| Roy (152.163.188.193) -- Friday, April 25 2003, 11:39 am young love is that way most of the time, this poem is a display of the how onesided it can be, take another dance maybe not with this person,it is so hard for many to understand love much more young love.I liked your composure in your poem |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Friday, April 25 2003, 06:11 pm Well you cant sit in wait because what if everyone else sits and waits? what then? And if you have re read it tell me what you think this poems meaning is about. Roy, i am glad you liked it. |
| Roy (64.12.96.171) -- Friday, April 25 2003, 08:16 pm Tarna we just made a comment about a wonderful poem that deserves to the artist something that touched us. Leah what ya gonna do next?--No don't tell me I need surprises like this from the fountain of youth to refresh my old soul. My exward appearance mean little to me or to anyone. I think I can come with another up with a few more if ya'll can find my youth thru yer words on the greatest site I can find. I search no more as their is no better to be found with people that write from the heart. so Leah give it yer best shot for us! Well, lets see how the heart goes--Now Tarna help!--I just need your ace pretty please |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Saturday, April 26 2003, 02:04 am I am verry glad you like this alot. But i am not shure what you mean during the last 3 scentances. PLease define. (sorry im young and blonde) |
| Roy (152.163.188.193) -- Saturday, April 26 2003, 04:56 am Define: What dictionary? Did I forget? you are young and blond? answer NO! strong No!You comic!subject matter-what was it? YOUNG LOVE? I don't have the foggyist idea on the subject!I can not define meaning of the word LOVE! Let alone YOUNG!If I said this I must have screwed up! hee hee I love this poem ! and I and I ain't young anymore and that does not make no matter about anything!When you find the right person to be with forever I will dance at your wedding! could I be a friend of yours? Becky I just want your wsite to be there for poetry and make a few friends along the way=Back to Leah that comic!!!!Leah haha this email on wsite not okay but we might slide young and blond--what was the name/title of your poem? he he bye! |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Saturday, April 26 2003, 07:00 pm If i ever get married, i want all of you here at dreamers at it! Otherwise i would have to change the date. Yea i cant define love either the truth s when you really think about it what is it? Like one day this gye asked if it was ok to kiss me and i sat there for i dont know how long tinking about how to kiss and i just couldent figure it out. Needless to say i didnt kiss him and i still havent recived a first kiss. Its kinda unique though because i have had a boyfriend and i didnt kisss him. Im glad because i feel kinda special that i havent had it yet but dumb at the same time. Oh well. Anyways, i am glad you liked my poem. |
| Roy (205.188.208.135) -- Saturday, April 26 2003, 07:44 pm let see in my cystal ball/////###****wait--wait--I'm getting connected---shoot! It said I said that. |
| Roy (205.188.208.135) -- Saturday, April 26 2003, 07:50 pm You'll know when but I would focus on poetry and let that happen naturely--who know maybe over tea---I mean Poetry by Leah |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Sunday, April 27 2003, 09:09 pm I am just going to forget about the whole thing. I am not going to waits my time like that when i can be here talking to all of you. I get everything you said but that whole "I mean Poetry by Leah" part. It went strait over my head. |
| Heather Gomez (205.188.208.135) -- Sunday, July 27 2003, 03:13 am your poem really says alot about my outlook on love and i do thnk that you cant find love ....yetlove always fins you! |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Tuesday, September 9 2003, 11:49 pm Im glad you like it. I hope it finds me too. |
| ebony (68.81.226.62) -- Friday, January 4 2008, 12:39 am i like it because i'm in love |
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