A poem of romantic nature

To my friend William and his girlfriend Skylla, and to all of you out there:            "Match"

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Well, what y'all think?

Im ready to take haters, trollers, the whole lot. Just wanna know what the public says.

Pretty impressive. You seriously wrote that?

I think it's nice.

Yes. I brought it out of my brain at 9 in the morning. I had a bad attitude about it. haha

I mean, cmon, who esle would mix chess and romance? 

Only you :)

Guess so. Hah. Thank you for the positive impute girls. :)

No prob. But, seriously, that's the first poem you've ever written?

Yeah. Well the first that I ever really thought and tried hard with. 

Well, it turned out pretty nice. So William's got a gf now?

I think it's good for your first one. :)

Haha! Thanks Anne. :) Yes, he does. Shes cool. :)

Cmon you guys out there...I know you wanna comment. I don't care if you think it sucks just tell me. Just want overall imput. So far its all positive. Make it your business. 

i write poetry. would you like to read one of mine ? btw, i really like yours !

Of course. Even though I'm really bad at poems I really love to read them. :) You can either send it to me, or just post it in a comment. Or post a new forum topic on it. But keep in mind if you post it public, that there are a lot of people that like to hate on you, and just act stupid. I am really lucky to have such good feedback so far.

I exceedingly dislike ANY poetry, accept for J. R. R. Tolkien's, so I'm not saying anything

ok, I will. My oldest brother taught me chess back home. And although I love America I do miss home and our times playing chess. Here goes (I can't press the button !)...ok, ok here it is....ahhhh!  

I crossed bluewater in the belly of a bird

but felt as though I never left home

I slept in a tree under faraway stars

but felt as though I never left home

So I peered thru glass watching sand slowly fall

and realized that home’s been with me thru it all

Rooks slide in song then float me to when

I danced with my knight – my worries at ease

Tiles where I step take me to where

art filled the board in a warm hazel breeze

Oh! I beg of those days, “Don’t leave me alone”

for within me’s a place where I’ll always be home.