Poetry. Everyone, in their life time, has read some form of poetry...whether it be a funny limerick scribbled onto the back of a toilet door, or whether it was a poem written by one of the greats. Right here, you can expect to find poetry. Poetry, which some people have often said, is quite good poetry. But this poetry will never be published, because this poetry is CyberBob's, and he does not feel like getting it published. So, onto the poetry.

Emotion

I love you more than life, it seems,

Which grants us happiness and sorrow;

For the image of your beauty means

You are the angel of every morrow.

My love for you is a hidden emotion,

Which someday I may candidly express;

But till my lips reveal their intention,

My heart and soul must simply confess.

Never had I someone to call "my girl"

To me a word of eternal bliss;

For you posess the beauty of a pearl,

God's gift from heaven to kiss.

To marry me is beyond belief,

So happy that tears may fall;

Escaping loneliness is a relief,

When your beauty comes to call.

Though I inherit no poetic talents

To taunt you with ecstatic rhyme;

Just loving you is a humble patent

In this world of modern time.