Bibolotti
I walked into first period.
The first thing I see is his face.
Watching him watching me,
I react with so much haste.
My heart starts beating.
My palms starts to sweat.
I get nervous and start babbling.
My nerves start to fret.
Bibolotti is what I call him,
But he has a unique name,
But I don't want him to know that I think of him
So I play the name game.
A few weeks I've been feeling him.
My heart making a slow transgression,
But I can't talk to him
For I have fear of rejection.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Seriously? | 4 | 12/22/2009 |
| Questionable Emotion | 1 | 10/16/2009 |
| Would You... (Play Me A Song...) | 1 | 10/08/2009 |
| Only Everyday... | 2 | 09/29/2009 |
| Look Up | 1 | 09/27/2009 |
| The Crash (Rejection) | 4 | 09/27/2009 |
| Let's Not Do This Again | 1 | 09/14/2009 |
| It's Hard... | 1 | 09/14/2009 |
| In Due Time | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| In My Dreams (My Man Has...) | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Today, I Feel Strong | 2 | 09/29/2009 |
| How Easily We Forget | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Love Is A Choice | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Done With The Game | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Love Kills | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| The So-Called "Playa" | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Bibolotti | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Greed | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Fake | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| 1 + 1 = 2 | 3 | 09/29/2009 |
| Losing My Mind | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Missing In Action | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Sex... | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| A Good Friend | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Whisper | 0 | 08/09/2009 |
| A New Start | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Secrets/ Crush | 3 | 08/09/2009 |
| I Don't Want To Hurt Him | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| The Other Guy | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Ain't It Funny? | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| No Matter What | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Differences/ Changes | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Cycles | 2 | 09/29/2009 |
| Gone With The Birds | 3 | 09/29/2009 |
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