Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Oh, Vally-sama. :c
I don't care if that poem wasted five minutes of my life; it's just sad.
Don't you just hate the whole "Oblivious-to-flirting-and-whatnot" thing? I do.
Hai, please, write more. I really like your poems. <333

I love the first one and I can relate some to it. It's my fav poem ever! You should send some in to be put in a book or make your own

Confused
By Vally

There's a rift between us,
I know it's there...
The tugging of the demons,
The screaming of the spirits.

And yet all you do is smirk at me and say,
"C'mon, Jen. Is that all you got?"
And all I do is get stressed,
Get angry.

And somehow,
You're friends with the one who calm me down.

I don't think you know it,
But the rift is there,
I doubt you can feel the scars they've left,
Even after we've only known each other for three months...

I know they're there.

And so does he;
My angel,
My guardian from the Heavens.
He smiles and says,
"He's just joking;
I mean, who would say that to you?"

I don't know if you know this,
And I doubt this true,
But there's a conflict between me and you.
A fire, never doused, not even by him.
And yet all you do is pour oil into it,
Making it flare.

And yet he helps me;
He pours water onto the flare,
And though you're his friend,
He wants you to stop,
Because when you're mean to me,
There's a conflict there.

And so listen me out,
I don't know if it's true,
But I think he likes me,
And so do you.

But I can't do anything about it,
He's my friend,
You're my rival.
I love him,
I don't hate you,
But that fire burn twice as high,
When you're not here.

My feelings are confused,
My mind is fed up.
Do you love me,
Or do you hate me.
And if he loves me,
Will you hate him?

I'm so confused.
Who will be the first to take my hand,
And show me the path
To your true feelings?

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This is about how the guy that's in my gym class and my best friend both have this fire, one between me and the gym class kid,a nd then my friend that 'fly' to both sides. And they make life so unbearably confusing!

CRUD! THIS ONE IS LONG, TOO!

-- Edited by Vally at 20:20, 2008-11-14

Edgar Allen Poe is such a fantastic poet; are you serious? Me? *laughs nervously* I'm not that good... am I?
I mean, I write long, grueling, emotional poems. But... They make me feel better. :D I have a whole notebook with poems written from feelings in 'em; it really helps. I know it will help.