Never ending thoughts !!

by Neo Castelino   Dec 27, 2005


When I observe the snowflakes fall,
The happiness might be big or small.
When I witness the bright twinkling stars,
I think about you no matter what debars.

When I hear the churchbells chime,
Whenever the merry chirpings rhyme.
When the choirs deeply touch the heart,
I think about you even if we are apart.

When I smell the essence of rose,
When I feel you are not close,
When the warm fragrant incense burn,
I think about you when ways are stern.

When I feel the soothing breeze blowing,
Breaking the crispy leaves and floating.
When I see a lonely kite heightening,
I always think you are inspiring.

You are special to me...
Oh sweetest one wherever you be,
Above all my extant memories,
You are my treasure none can seize...

Always by:-

Neo.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Katie

    Neo,
    Your poems are amazing. Thank you for the comment. You seem like a really sweet guy. Your comment caught me off gaurd a little. Only some of my poems reflect my life, and how I feel. A lot of them are from random thoughts I have, or songs I hear, maybe stories I read, or poems. Things like that strike something, and I have to write. I enjoy life, don't get me wrong. No, I haven't had the best one, but I know there are wrose lives out there. I don't live in regret, I live my life as it is. I don't want to leave until it's actually my time to go. Poems don't always have to reflect someone's life. Could be a thought, or anything.
    Keep up the good work. Don't ever stop.

    Love,
    Katie

  • 18 years ago

    by TiMe hEaLs aLL wOuNdS

    This is really good poem!!! thanx 4 ur comment

  • 18 years ago

    by TiMe hEaLs aLL wOuNdS

    This is really good poem!!! thanx 4 ur comment

  • 18 years ago

    by amanda

    Woah, i LOVE it so much! keep the good work up!

  • 18 years ago

    by Marjan

    That was very good neo. I enjoyed reading it.
    I liked this part:
    When I feel the soothing breeze blowing,
    Breaking the crispy leaves and floating.
    When I see a lonely kite heightening,
    I always think you are inspiring.

    and the beginning was very good too.
    much love,
    marjan