The boy with no name
(poems go here) There is one who holds my heart but his face is a blur, I see him in my dreams,
I'll chase after him night by night longing to know his identity.
I'll get so close I can almost touch, but he'll vanish like a haze,
And when I'll awake I'll be afraid, because I'm in love with a boy who has no name.
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.