When I saw you, my heart was shy- the moment we talked and flocked we flew, across the hesitation, across the silence, across the faze of friends, and it felt more than it should.
When we talked we laughed, and with the silent moment that passed, I felt a sharp undefined feeling within my body: my hands, my heart, my eyes, my mind, and my member- They will be sitting here forever.
Not accepting the loss, and not accepting the maturity I possess-
When I asked for your time, and you answered with kind. You bestowed upon my heart the love I used to care about.
The moment I reached out once more on this hour of solitude, you refuse to respond with the persona I am familiar with; betrayed, and of the most feeling of rejection, I then now remember that it was not the love.
Not the love I thought I loved, Not the care I thought I cared for, and not the persona I have fallen for.
I remember that it was lust’s thorn.
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Author:
Elias (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The feeling of rejection, especially as a teen, is warned by my parents. Unfortunately, I had to learn in the weirdest and awkward ways possible, and I never actually looked back till now: I have no idea what I am doing. The poem published is about one of the events I experienced rejection, and the realization I went through.
- Category: Reflection
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Remarkably well written considering your age (sorry if that sounds patronising, not meant to) because it's so frankly honest and you don't place yourself above fault.
You have a great poetic future ahead if you keep this up.... so lets see more please.
Don't worry about it! I think it is actually funny while also a blessing that I can do this (most of the time) in my poems, and I do plan on making more. Thanks for your comment!
Precisely - all too often love and lust are conflated; let's separate them out and tell it like it is. You have with some irony thrown in.
You are spot on!
Your poems have been my favorite so far. I'm excited for more of your work. Keep working hard 🙂🙂
Why thank haley!
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