An old poem I wrote 2005-12-05


A Bleeding Heart


When thoughts that are so exploading of wonder
when the question can't be asked
without that the fear shall crawl up next to me
knock me on the back
and tell me the things I dont want to hear


When thoughts are so anoying for the hearts pulse
when everything can not be shown
without the uncertainness in a short sentence
shall give me a heartbreak


When the questions are asked
in a pointing sentence of irony
When it's filled with words
connected with the things I can say
and the things my will want
has to be blown away


When the answers I get is so short
that I can not understand
this thing that exist in my heart
maybe doesn't work


then I want to know of my own knowledge
of my own feeling
show you everything and some more
But I hecitate for a while
without me even knowing the pulse in yourse
but here I am, opening up myself
a bleeding heart
Here, you can have mine




Poetry by Malin Johansson
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Written on 2006-05-25 at 19:36

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Dave Glavin
I really liked it.I thought you were traveling a sorrowful road on that one,but it was a love poem.Cool. :)
Peace,Dave
2006-05-26


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
hey malin i loved this one and it isso heart felt beautiful rgds you father
2006-05-25


Benny Strukelj
Butifull:)
2006-05-25