Secret Admirer Poem by Lee Degnan

Secret Admirer

Rating: 5.0

I know I'm not supposed to be here
but listen if you will
It's as if I cannot think clear
life's a bitter pill
Endless days and sleepless nights
completely robbed of sleep
those times it's you in my thoughts
my secret that I keep
mesmerized by eyes seducing me
by no fault of your own
But I'll be damned if I can ever be
trusted on my own
if there was one day you might
ever feel the same
chances are it would probably incite
the utmost dangerous game
I've tried and I've failed to
let these feelings go
but seeing as I've come to you
I've let my feelings show
luckily you didn't notice this
you are not to blame
this girl who'll eternally imagine your kiss
remember not my name

Jemarie Ragudo 16 August 2007

Your poem reminded me of a great crush I had when I was in 6th grade. You're a very effective narrative poet. I like your style.

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Blue angel Florida 18 August 2007

That is lovely! Thanks!

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Patricia Gale 22 October 2006

Beautiful, a secret love and secret want.... well done!

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Nimal Dunuhinga 26 October 2006

An elegy of longing and regrets! The rhythm is so sad.

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Preeti - is here! 27 October 2006

Oh, i love how you've crafted this one. There's the tinge of longing, a certain sadness, yet a mystery. Fantastic job! I think admiring someone is the closest we ever get to love, ie if the other person dosen't love you back. Preets

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Iron Jonath 29 January 2018

No doubt its really nice

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Phil Dispenza 09 June 2008

What are you doing in my head

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Broken Peaces 30 December 2007

Just one you must be joking, I find that hard to believe, lovely write don't we all live in hope top marks Chris

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Meggie Gultiano 03 November 2007

Lovely written from a beautiful lady

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Ashley Maurer 28 August 2007

Definitely brings alot of memories back for anyone who had that little secret crush. Love your writting style, and you really go about the subject nicely =) -Ash

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