Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Pondering on Poetry

I received an offer to publish one of my poems with Nobel House (book publishers in England). After thinking about it for a while, I decided to reject the proposal. I know that the decision might sound stupid but I feel that the poem will loose its meaning and effect on the person whom I wrote it for. It’s meant to be something special and something unique that I can give to that person and they will treasure it for life because it is dedicated to them and only them. On the contrary, I posted my poems on, a site dedicated to collecting poems written by infamous writers.

My poems were written out of love and appreciation, not greed. So, I don’t care if my poems don’t get published or I don’t make money out of it. As long as the person I wrote it for appreciates it, that would be the greatest gift I could receive.

My work so far (I’ve done more than this but these are only the best ones, I’m not so happy with the others):

This Is How Much You Mean To Me

You came to me at my darkest plight,
Saved me my life’s great fight,
How I wish you here to tonight,
To clutch and hold till morning’s bright.

You will always bewilder in my mind,
The sweet silent invader of my dreams,
Always enduring, always distracting,
I pray these notions forever linger.

You will forever be my greatest pride,
To defend and honour till end of time,
Your flesh and blood embedded in me,
Part of me you will eternally be.

Dream Girl

I love the way you make me smile,
The way you whisper sweet words of bliss,
Which makes my day a dream come true.

I love the way you laugh with me,
The way you giggle, it makes me so warm and fuzzy,
Which makes me never want to part with you for life.

I love the way you comfort me,
The way you console and soothe my heart,
Which makes me fall even deeper in love.

I love the way you look at me,
The way you gaze with eyes looking right into me,
Which makes me feel like you want to know everything about me.

Best of all, I love the way you are who you are,
The way you are the best thing that could ever happen to me,
Which makes me ask what I did to deserve a miracle.

My Dear Friend*

Forgive me,
You've probably heard it before from me,
Yet you've never got tired of hearing it from me,
Instead, you've always brought sunshine to me,

A smile, when others brought me none,
A laugh, when others gave me sadness,
A hand, when others pushed me down,
A shoulder, when others made me cry.

Will I always be there for you?
When you need someone, will I be that one you need?
Will I do all my best to protect you when the world closes down on you?
When tears fall down from your eyes, will I be the one to wipe it away?
Will I be there when you call me in the middle of the night?
Will I keep the rain from falling down into your life?
Will I be there to make you strong and to lean on?
When you feel like the world is turning cold, will I be the one that's there to hold you?
Will I be the one that's always by your side?
I promise I will,Always and forever…

* = Not really happy with this one, could have been better.