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(6/10/1992 / Modesto CA)

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Love Like Stone

Love never came to me that night,
As I sat there, starring at the statue of Eros,
Waiting for a spark.

Evening shone out through romantic clouds,
My heart beats signed for the stars to come out.

But nothing came to me instead.
Embracing me with its somber emotion,
Filling me with what I already was.

And in my act of sorrow, I got up to leave.
I headed east, toward where I came from.
But before I was out of his sight,

I turned back to look at him once more...
And never will I forget the stone of his eyes.

Submitted: Saturday, June 27, 2009
Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011


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  • Tiku . (1/11/2014 10:24:00 PM)

    such a beautiful emotional drop.loved the way you have put down your feelings.keep up the good work.

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  • Savita Tyagi (1/11/2014 9:33:00 AM)

    Very nice poem. You have uncanny feel for words and emotions.

  • Leslie Philibert (1/11/2014 6:33:00 AM)

    Very good poem, (maybe) line 5 needs some work on the syntax...
    My heartbeat sighed for the stars to come out.....good idea?

  • Gajanan Mishra (1/11/2013 8:40:00 AM)

    I turned back to look at him. very good.

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (1/11/2012 11:23:00 PM)

    Well done, Brenda; keep it up! very touching poem...The last lines are the most poignant ones... I turned back to look at him once more...
    And never will I forget the stone of his eyes. But I am curious to know...did his eyes turn to stone because you were leaving or because they were devoid of feeling just as before?

  • Nathaniel Flying Owl (1/14/2010 11:26:00 AM)

    Yeah we do put too much importance on inanimate objects. keep up the good work.

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (11/4/2009 9:09:00 PM)

    Love never came to me that night,
    As I sat there, starring at the statue of Eros,
    Waiting for a spark.
    Evening shone out through romantic clouds,
    My heart beats signed for the stars to come out....lovely placement of touchy words and that makes me more inclined to your work... beautiful simply gracious to read....10

    read mine she did not come.... no separate ways....visiting hell

  • Paul Todd (10/19/2009 2:24:00 PM)

    Superb, Brenda. The imagery is incredible, and so very mature for one so young!
    Well done - you have a great gift - far beyond the 'angst' of most teenagers.

  • Robin Andersson (10/19/2009 11:37:00 AM)

    I love your work.
    This poem stretches far beyond the meaning of the word beautiful,
    it's pure brilliancy.
    I can relate to this in every posible way,
    and as such it saddens me;
    Because a writer can't write a masterpiece without fully understanding the feeling provided.
    It's hard to believe that you're 17 when you seem to have the intellect of someone atleast twice your age.

    Never stop writing Brenna,
    thoe I wish that you'll never create a poem as this again.

    /Your biggest fan

  • Tobias Gray (10/19/2009 9:50:00 AM)

    beautifully written! 10+

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