Lost Poet

Have been since I wrote a verse,

Tell me, Have I turned worse?

They say,

A poet in love is one to read indeed,

Or the one who's after a sorrow deed?

I say,

Poems do come from the heart,

A lot better when it is hurt.

Hmm,

Does sadness bother your imploud smile,

Or the moment takes a bit more while.

I try,

To express myself in words I only can understand,

So it doesn't touch other hearts unplanned.

That's why,

I wrote this poem for myself or someone,

Who knows? Maybe her I try to shun.