New Love - Poem by Yoan Konkobo
What is this feeling?
None of which I've felt before
I've lost all sensuousness and common sense
Have I become empty?
Or have I become blinded?
Whatever the case this feeling is simply astounding
I can feel my pulse race when she draws near
Overdosing on this rush of adrenaline with her smile alone
I've turned into nothing before her
Or rather I FEEL like nothing before her
With a beauty of which I've never witnessed
A voice like an angel's kisses
And a mind greater than Albert Einstein
I think I've been ensnared in a love of which I've never experienced
Comments about New Love by Yoan Konkobo
Edgar Allan Poe
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
- Still I RiseMaya Angelou
- The Road Not TakenRobert Frost
- If You Forget MePablo Neruda
- DreamsLangston Hughes
- Annabel LeeEdgar Allan Poe
- Stopping By Woods On A Snowy EveningRobert Frost
- IfRudyard Kipling
- Do Not Stand At My Grave And WeepMary Elizabeth Frye
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love YouPablo Neruda
- TelevisionRoald Dahl