love in A noun, verb, adj ©toki88

you are the Apple of my eye and
my heart is Attracted to you so.
i Ache for your presence.
i Appear in love with you,
because i Am.
i Always yearn to hear your voice
and i Answer your every need
even if i Already know,
you Aren’t in love with me.
yet why do i Assume that deep down
you’re Attracted to me too.

poem written by me © Christa Uymatiao 2007, http://toki88.deviantart.com

Isn’t it funny how we humans become ignorant of things that are placed squarely in front of us. We ignore the most obvious of things, and suffer the consequences for it. Such is love. Even if we already know that some things won’t work out the way we plan, we pursue these far-fetched ideas and get hurt in the end. All around us are signs of a “mistake waiting to happen” situation, and we choose not to follow our instincts.

How can humans be so completely foolish, and still survive up till now. I wonder.


4 Responses to “love in A noun, verb, adj ©toki88”

  1. 1 dracegannon
    January 21, 2008 at 2:02 pm

    A superbly written poem, with love and tenderness. indeed poem sings with resonance. Poem possesses pastel colors and bright tones. This poem was made in heaven. Please stop by to read some poetry at the following URL:

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  2. January 22, 2008 at 12:28 am

    @ dracegannon: Thank you very much for the compliment and the critique. Sure, I will stop by and read your poems once I have free time from my university schoolwork. 🙂 Thanks for leaving a link.

  3. December 17, 2008 at 9:33 pm

    I Admire Your Work, Brilliant Dawson %-P

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