Treasure Island

Elizaveth Banda

(09-03-1985 / Laredo)

boy


he made me laugh, he made me mad
but no matter what, i knew that he was mine
people judged, people laughed
no one knew he was my life
he was rude, he felt his weakness
he was the one to keep life on the road
he was the one that showed true desire
people judged, people laughed
but he was mine
it was story of romeo and juliet
a tale that told an unrevealing ending
he was too young, he wasnt enough
people would whisper, they would judge
but if they only knew, he was mine...my boy

Submitted: Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Edited: Friday, September 24, 2010
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  • Chandan Roy (9/27/2006 2:32:00 AM)

    This is a nice piece of poem, very well written - but, I felt some air of mystery in it! ! I felt the voice of a painful heart! (Report) Reply

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