It seem that I'm alone
Still couldn't believe what love
Is made for
Knowin' days pass and come
With memories that live before.

I was made with self pity and tears
That always stream down my cheeks
When I muse and think about love path
That strive me to grasp for breath.

My love will not be idolatry
nor What i'm dyin' for be an idol show
Since I spent more time givin' memory
and made different in a place of unknown.

Now I need something great from friends
and They speaks how their love is untrue
Life wasn't unfair; but how sweet to hear
birds sing songs
Even on a bad day, she will sing how
life is unfair to you.

My question! If love-mate didn't realize me
How could a good partner walk with me?
My mind said love is a lecture
I doubt, because I see people like primitive pictures.

I just want to know the difference
Between Life and Enmity
Cos Things come and go, a fact of reality
It will be a share, if life is not "magnificent."

From the poetry section, read the original here: Original Poem

gatz: welcome to got poetry! Your poem had a lot going for it for a beginner poem. I believe that you should continue to work on it. In reading this poem, I can see that you care a lot about the poem itself, and the lover. I believe you should work on trimming it down for starters. Then put in your next draft here, and people will give more advice.

tnks, gailw...