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Question:"sorry"



I glanced your way but turned,
Why must this be so hard.
I get lost inside your eyes,
Along with all my nerve.

Standing right behind me,
I turned and you were there.
The only thing I thought to say,
Was just one single word.

Why must love be so darn hard,
You mean so much to me.
I know you are just a crush,
Who knows what future brings.

With summer just lying in wait,
Our lives change quick everyday.
One day so near, I'll look back and think,
The only thing I thought to say...sorry.



Like I said I wrote this for a 14 year old friend of mine who lived this experience today. I hope this makes her feel better. Sometimes even poets don't know what to say.


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: "sorry"



I glanced your way but turned,
Why must this be so hard.
I get lost inside your eyes,
Along with all my nerve.

Standing right behind me,
I turned and you were there.
The only thing I thought to say,
Was just one single word.

Why must love be so darn hard,
You mean so much to me.
I know you are just a crush,
Who knows what future brings.

With summer just lying in wait,
Our lives change quick everyday.
One day so near, I'll look back and think,
The only thing I thought to say...sorry.



Like I said I wrote this for a 14 year old friend of mine who lived this experience today. I hope this makes her feel better. Sometimes even poets don't know what to say.

*starts to tear up* this sounds alot like some of my poems put together....the first stanza...one of the poems i wrote yesterday....and the second one too.....the third stanza is a few poems put together...the fourth...also a few put together....why do i feel like i've seen this situation before?why do i feel like this is my story?
~Deadly Poetry

Very touching...sensitive....well thought out.......considerate.
You R a good friend, to care this much!

very good job...

As a critic(Constructive I hope) of poetry on this site, I am not in this instance, except to say, "Well done, thou good and faithful friend"

Robert

I'm sure it will make her feel better. Young girls are so easily broken hearted. So easily crushed, but also so appreciative of someone who is kind and doesn't ridicule their feelings and treat them like babies and call their feeling "puppy love" or say there are more fish in the sea. Every experience of young love is written in the mind and heart of a young adolescent male or female, and shapes how the will react to love/life when they become older. It will also help to shape how they treat members of the opposite sex. I think she will love the poem, it shows lots of feeling for her poor broken heart, and her inability to speak to the object of her affection. Thanks for sharing.

A very nice thing to say to a friend, very nice indeed. I hope it helped things. Write on, mi amigo.

just beautiful. innocent and loving and sensitive. marvelous.

i agree with all of the answers.. they are all fabulous.. it fits perfectly, and its brought me to tears.. thank you Prince..

We have no idea what situation has caused this... and that doesn't matter. This poem is about the feeling, not the circumstances. That is the genius of the poem. There are three lines that stand out. The last line of course, it's the whole point of the poem. "Who knows what the future brings." It feels stale and clunky. Finally there is "summer just lying in wait." Wow! Pow! That is so effective and evocative. Good work!

I think you need to be careful with the feelings of (or for) a 14 year old girl.

I really like this poem. Especially because of the love for another. It is hard to tell someone that you love them because they might turn you down or break your heart. Sometimes telling someone that you love them can turn out to be good but not always. Keep writing more..I will always be reading your great poetry. '-'

Very thoughtful poem. But, I must say, your explanation in the comment section - 'sometimes even poets don't know what to say' - blew me away. Methinks that's a making of a new poem.