Hello my dear friend that read my blogs to see where the detective Joe and death are going or to what games I have been playing. You all have ready the good the bad and the ugly of my writing skills so far but I am about to make it worst. This blog will be about poetry from my own poetry to others poets. First will be a little bit of poetry of mine simply titles "Love who."
When I was young love was an emotion that made us human.
Now the word is just a word and nothing more.
How can one love someone when the idea is dead?
Have you loved something that was taken away from you?
I have liked many things in my life
Many of them are gone but stull few are here
Can I love people like I should?
Love who?
Many fish in the great sea but
the one I want is far away from me.
She loves another but yet she flirts with me
How can I love?
Have you felt it?
Yet their is another that is also far away
ahe could be the one but not the one I need
Need and love are they the same or tare they similar?
L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is for very very
E is extra ordinary
LOVE WHO
