Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

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Indecision

I must admit she’s beautiful.
I see her swagger towards me.
Yet I feel confused.

I am in an insoluble maze.
I am reminded of a marigold.
She loves me
She loves me not.
Bah!  Waste of time.
To love or not to love?
That is no question.
I should know my feelings.

I am confused.
Do I love her?
Does she love me?
So gorgeous..
Everyone admires her.
New fashioned dress.
High stilettoes
Echoing in the street:
Come to me!
Come to me!
Yet I am afraid of her.
And I know not what to do!
It’s a mystery.
Is there a code for love?
I don’t know it.

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Karen Jones June 24, 2024 at 11:03 PM Aw it’s romantic and full of loves angst! Enjoyed it!

Edward Wraith June 23, 2024 at 9:43 AM A very relatable read here Victor. Love and Life can be so confusing; lost in the labyrinth of ever changing emotions and thoughts, we often are left paralyzed with indecision. Some say, “trust your heart, it will always guide you true”…… My compass calibration is broken and untrustworthy, so I have no advice to give on these matters friend. I wish you well

Deb M June 23, 2024 at 2:17 AM Lovely poem Victor….Debx

Maria Williams June 22, 2024 at 5:22 AM A beautiful code for Love is engraved in the heart. The heart always knows as they say. A great poem dear Victor...Hugs

Beryl Edmonds June 21, 2024 at 9:13 AM Victor, the code for love is written in the stars, look up and count the stars you can see, then the number is yours to keep, lose no more sleep. Just silly words from a romantic poetess. Love your poem I must confess… Beryl

Jennifer Proxenos June 20, 2024 at 8:52 AM Victor, my dear friend, I think the heart translates the code and, the voice joyfully expresses it. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Andrea Dietrich June 19, 2024 at 9:39 AM Oh come on , Victor. You know you want her. Haha. Just teasing. I know this is fiction. Love it.

Daniel Henry Rodgers June 19, 2024 at 7:39 AM Hello Victor, I loved reading this one for me it was a very tumultuous dance of emotions. Especially when faced with beauty and uncertainty. I liked how the marigold metaphor adds depth, as if plucking petals to decipher love’s enigma. Yes, It seems like love defies logic, and sometimes, there’s no code to unravel its mystery. - Blessings, My Friend, Daniel

Eve Roper June 18, 2024 at 11:31 PM Lovely write my friend. Memories of may be or not.

Miranda Hawley June 18, 2024 at 8:56 PM Now that you have seen the exterior package of the girl, or woman, wonder if you will see the beauty from her heart after you get to know her.

Yann Rolland June 18, 2024 at 4:20 PM wonderful, it recalls me first dates when younger, we really don't know what to do, mystery of love is everywhere, thanks Victor

Evelyn Judy Buehler June 18, 2024 at 3:14 PM An interesting tale, delving the mystery of love, with its butterflies of first attraction, mingled with trepidation and confusion. The picture makes a fine companion to this lovely poem.

Panagiota Romios June 18, 2024 at 10:44 AM Really enjoyed this delightful pen! You explain the human spiririt clearly, and in a unique, universal way! Thank you! Pangie xx

Mystic Rose Rose June 18, 2024 at 10:22 AM I sure hope you can decode her, lol, nice one Victor, :)

Valsa George June 18, 2024 at 9:44 AM This confusion is sometimes so natural. We are unable to read our own feelings. Sometimes our likes and dislikes are so volatile. When it comes to the question of love, it is more baffling. Dear Victor, your poem written at your age, I greatly enjoyed.

Joyce Faure June 18, 2024 at 8:50 AM Enjoyed very well thanks for posting

William Kelii Kekaula June 18, 2024 at 8:15 AM My wife and I had something in common -- our looks. On my part, decisiveness was the defining factor of being a gentleman and not jerk, and that roleplay pans on both sexes, and when the play begins, it's the end that gets the credit, and that afterwards, comes the introductions. Marriage made them Silent Pictures--point to add, the younger was always in the midst. Aloha, William

Sara Kendrick June 18, 2024 at 6:58 AM I have only been in love once and I don't know if there is a code or not. I was young and not very smart. LOL..It has lasted 62 years. Well, in few more months it will be 62 years. Amazing how I now wonder how in the world my parents lived to celebrate 76 years and they only lacked about 2 months being their 77th. Sara K

John Lawless June 18, 2024 at 6:57 AM just don't listen the Little" head and you should be fine

Unseeking Seeker June 18, 2024 at 5:10 AM Fatal attraction. Be careful, Victor!

David Kavanagh June 18, 2024 at 4:51 AM This one reminds me of Creep by Radiohead Victor, (not literally) but has that same longing and Vibe, cheers David

Mike Gentile June 18, 2024 at 4:07 AM Victor, you've penned an honest test of human emotion that so clearly portrays its complexity and in such a poetically beautiful way! Well done!!!

Ink Empress June 18, 2024 at 3:38 AM Ah so precious how youv captured, how an individual infatuated yet secretly admiring and wondering feels! Brilliant! So emotive and flows just seamlessly! I remember few thats been through similar emotions. Too afraid to express or declare love but feeling the butterflies! Pleasure always reading your work dear victor! Sending you light