He was missing a Piece to my Puzzle,
I told him not to Fuss Though.
He worried so he searched his Mind,
I said he was being too Kind.
The Pieces he finds do not Fit,
The effort is making me Sick.
So He Stops and I am Happy.
The Piece was Confidence, he was lacking.
nice poem
ReplyDeleteSounds to me as though the author's life is getting pretty happy!
ReplyDeletevery nice poem :)
ReplyDeletesuch a nice poem,really talented
ReplyDeletewaiting for more :D
nice poem. thank you.
ReplyDeleteGood poem, simple yet effective.
ReplyDeleteFeeling romantic?
ReplyDeleteYou keep doing great!
ReplyDeleteNicely done! like this one a lot.
ReplyDeletecool i love creative blogs like this
ReplyDeleteGood poem, but that's usual.
ReplyDeleteA painfully honest poem.
ReplyDeleteNice to meet ya...I am a new follower.
Confidence is overrated.
ReplyDeletegreat poeme, love it
ReplyDeleteI agree with remocon11. So bored of all the herp-a-derp blogs on here.
ReplyDeleteYours, however, is most lovely ^_^
You got some sweet poems.
ReplyDeleteSuuuuuuuper blog!!! Following.
ReplyDeleteI agree with all of you. Nice poem.
ReplyDeleteSlant rhyme can be nice from time to time. I write poetry and short stories as well. :D
ReplyDeleteThis is really great. I like you blog in general as well, I'll be sure to return. :)
ReplyDeleteGood job :3
ReplyDeleteIs this about tetris? Just kidding~
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