1. Fear


    Date: 2/1/2017, Categories: Love Poems, Author: intellect, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    They say I am fortunate That you are part of my life. How it would feel like? To actually be your wife... When I look at you I get these butterflies Some not so appropriate thoughts Just linger through my mind Often I spent days, deciphering The riddles you play to my heart Why this sentence gives me nasty chills? "I won't be gentle sweetheart!" I often gaze at dark ceilings Right in the middle of the night Would you hold me close to you In the cold, thunderous nights? I shiver with chattering teeth Even when It's not so cold Asking you again to hold me close Yet I know the answer is still a no! Often I look at my ring Wondering why it's a butterfly Is it just a coincidence? Or did I portrayed myself, fragile? I wonder if you notice that I Don't tell that I love you, anymore To me it seems pointless To say it, when you don't reciprocate I often see you online Knowing she's chatting you You tell me she is afraid of love But why can't you see, I am too? She has her fiance To love and to cherish Yet why It seems, She prefers rather to chat you? I don't question it. As I know it's all about trust But, how would you feel, If it's me doing this, to you? I at times ask my mum, Was dad same to her? She would say with a shy laugh "He did kiss me good night." I know I don't need to ask her If he did it ...
    every night. His action speaks louder Then the words she would choose! Nowadays I keep my eyes coaled Yet still, my friends would know That something is wrong And it's nibbling my soul A tear out of the blue rolls down My eye, and I grind my jaws To suppress the sob, which Threatens to leave my lips Fighting it every day, Every moment Yet still, it wins Every night How long it takes To send a free hug If not in real, Maybe as a text? I know you hate my shyness But I can't help it with you Would you actually find it cute, If I can't watch in your eyes? Would you caress my cheek Making me feel secure? Or would it be your harsh hands Forcing me to look at you? Would you make love to me? Or rather would I be fucked? Shivering the whole night Expecting may be, just; a hug. I know I am strong enough, To not cry in front of you but I fear, what if It would rather shatter my soul? I often make the courage to tell you. You make me feel nervous around you But all I get as a reply is.. "Be Patient! Soon you will know." If my gut feeling is true The future might not be bright But all I just hope is to not Be an object to you. Wedding is close, So are my fears, I just hope you would Kiss my doubts away I know I can give up anything Hugs, kisses, love; everything Just please bear me a child To hold my life on to...
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