Love Where? Where does it begin? With the smile on a stranger’s face? Or in the moment when that faces passes indifferently? When does your heart cease to be yours, becoming another’s? And what can you do when, in their possession, that heart becomes neglected? What happens when you lack the courage to draw their attention toward that withering heart? Hope, when tempered with neglect, gives way to the pain of despair But how easy it can be to relinquish control of your heart When you risk a smile at that indifferent face When that smile is ignored There’s where it ends There Hate I really don't like this one, but thought I'd throw it up hear anyways. Tell me what you think. And sorry about the horrendous format. Some lines were too long for the forums. It is supposed to be a diamond shape, mirrored at the longest line. Now this crappy poem is even worse.
you cant get all, now can you? love the format idea though. thought of trying it out myself, but you beat me to it. i'd say the poem is beautifully random.