Very Bad Archive
a series of love poems- from a little black book from a twelve year old boy to the love of his life
tip topper
Esthie,
I watch and wait,
You, I love and hate.
I poke your back and pull your hair,
Hoping you will see me there.
I don’t want you to know me well,
I just don’t know how to tell.
I watch and wait,
You, I love and hate.
Someday you will be my bride,
I will not be denied
Dearest Esthie,
I love your black hair, how it falls carelessly down you back,
You don’t think I notice it but I do, I have a knack.
Your eyes are pretty and your smile sweet,
I watch you walk from behind you on the street.
You’re small and fragile with a bite,
You don’t give up without a fight.
I loved you everyday when we’re in class,
I loved you when I hurt you, oh alas.
My dear Esthie,
We are born out of chaos,
There will always be a part of me in you through this chaos.
Yes I taunted and I teased you
Believe what you will but if I am exiled alone I know we will be together, just me and you.
Someday when the time has come,
You will be mine; you will be under my thumb.
The love I bear you is infinite,
For the love I give you we will always fight.
Till we the next day I taunt and tease,
You are the wind my personal breeze.
Ado my love,
Is it not such a strange thing, love?
tip topper has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of tip's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of tip's latest works: