My Prince
You were a breath of fresh air
I did not despair
All of sudden you were there
Looking at me like a prince from the past
You renewed my existance
With one look into your eyes
I was suprised
I felt love by a man with a name
From my past
It can't be true I said
Then you kissed me
The rest left unsaid..
Mia Mittower
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Feeling | 0 | 11/16/2015 |
| My Prince | 0 | 11/16/2015 |
| One | 1 | 10/01/2013 |
| Why | 0 | 10/01/2013 |
| Love is the greatest | 0 | 08/01/2013 |
| The Way | 1 | 07/21/2013 |
| The Light | 2 | 06/05/2013 |
| Raging Waters | 0 | 06/05/2013 |
| Springtime | 0 | 04/11/2013 |
| Our Time | 3 | 01/15/2012 |
| My First Love | 0 | 11/03/2011 |
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