A Poet's Confession

¥in Lin

you're not a rose

you're nothing like spring

you're not sweet like chocolates

nor are you as expensive as a ring 


"am I even something?" you ask


and I say, "to me you're lily

more than red love, a white purity

and I like when you act silly

to me you're winter

the period for home and comfort

to me which is you

a place where I cannot be hurt

you're not sweet 'cause you act cold

but in your heart, you care 

that's what makes you endearing

I know, I swear

you're not expensive

'cause you're not something to be sold 

you're something to keep forever

something for life I'd hold

your kitty-cat face

and that glittering smile

can't be compared to none

I haven't felt like that for a while

but now that I'm looking in your eyes

I know this isn't new"


I leaned closer and whispered 

"I love you"

  • Author: ¥in Lin (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 9th, 2023 01:35
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 14
  • Users favorite of this poem: ¥in Lin, B.E.Poet.


  • Dark

    Nice Poem

    • ¥in Lin

      thank you so much!!

    • B.E.Poet

      super good poem, I like it

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