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I personally started writing poetry at the age of 16, I was inspired by the fact that I had a huge crush on this incredibly phenomenal guy, I think he was my first true love and I remember having a pen and paper when I thought gosh! It’s so hard to express my feelings for him, I cannot IMAGINE   myself standing in front of him and reciting some lines but I didn’t write a descriptive poem either I have spent hours memorizing and so I started describing him in poetic form and this is what I got at the end of the day.

You came into my life like the soft gentle wind

I knew you were part of me from the very beginning

I saw it in your eyes

I saw it in the way you feast your eyes on me.

 

A million years apart

And I could still love you

A million miles away

And my heart will still long for you

It will long for your spineless touch

It will long for your blissful scent

It will long for the flawless you

 

So come along my dearest

Please fall into my loving arms

Coz they are waiting all decade

They will be waiting all decade

Hopefully you can find your way back to me.

--luise

 

 

That’s how I found out I could be a writer or a poet and as a matter of fact he probably found out that the poem was about him because I would do so many crazy things for him, I told him I was crazy about him. Sometimes I remember the things I told him and It sounds very silly that it was me  and today when a guy walks up to me and tells me hey ‘’I am crazy about you” I’ll be like you are crazy yourself you can’t be crazy for a person? That’s probably the answer deserved from him. My first poem gave me a great  scholarship, I would not advice anyone to grab a pen and paper and start writing about your big old time crush or whatsoever, because that would probably not work. At this point I stopped writing poetry because my inspiration the only guy that gets the perfect words out of me is with another girl, so it’s quite hard  for me to secretly admire him because at the end of the day ,I am hurting myself and no one else. I remember the day he found me writing and at that time he already knew I was a writer because I had written him a love letter before and he definitely thought I was ‘’secretly admiring’’ him on paper, so he grabbed my paper  just to find out otherwise.