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Created:
08/22 2008
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220
Category:
Love
My Poems
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To my science teacher |
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In this pile of your shit |
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Knots |
The Fall
My true love is out there.
I know because I met him once,
in a dream.
This is no Cinderella story,
there are no happy endings.
Well, not in my life at least.
I've never seen his face,
but I see him all around me.
He is the tree.
A tall, glorious, ancient tree.
Providing light,
and breath,
and... protection.
The branches of his being
sheild me
and cover me.
Shading me with security.
He is also the storm.
Such a powerful storm.
Beautiful,
almost frightening
in his intensity.
And as the rain falls down on me
I can feel him kissing the tears off my face,
washing away my insecurities
rinsing off the dull rusted coat of armor
that I wear to prepare me for
another day alone..
The wind lifts me up
and shakes me into a new state of bliss.
Enlightened. And Impowered.
Encouraged. To be whatever it is
that I truely want to be.
So that now,
every time the wind blows
I hear him whispering to me.
Low and sweet.
You know that feeling,
of complete captivation?
Like when you're at a show
and the beats rockin you into the room
the same when you were rocked into the world
through your mothers womb.
Rebirth.
And then suddenly
they start playing your song
your story
when they stary pounding out your life.
And you wanna cry
and laugh
and dance
but you don't
because then you might miss something.
You don't breath
for fear of missing... the end.
He captivates my very being
so that sometimes
I forget to breath.
I stumble,
and I'm still falling.
It's a rush.
And on those days
when I'm sure
that my soul has been leaking
out of the edges of my anger.
He's there.
To sand down the sharp pieces
that I've been broken into.
All my thoughts
run back to him.
The way that all the rivers
in all the world
flow into the ocean
to then be taken into the clouds.
to become the storms
that become the trees.
And back to him again.
You never realize
how many men are on this earth
until you start looking
for a particular one.
Constantly looking
out of the corner of my eye
looking for something familier.
Only to be disappointed
by the smiles
that have become a social reflex.
Everyone ignoring the pain and sorrow
hidden behind pearly teeth
of your enemies.
It isn't there
if no one cares.
Right?
It's hard to stop
looking in the wrong places
when every place you look is
the wrong one.
Perhaps my
secret agent lover man
has already found me
and he's waiting
for me to leave
the demons in my mind
behind.
So I'm done looking.
Besides,
I know that real men
are more elusive.
Real men aren't
searching for girls.
They're searching
for themselves.
And so I realize
this isn't about him.
This has never been about him.
This is self-discovery
at it's simplist.
This is learning
not only to fly solo
but to soar
throught the clouds
of your lover.
This is learning
how to stay in the air.
This is..
This is learning not to care if you fall.
Please Login to post comments| On November 25th 2008 poopstix Said: |
| wow. amazing message. AMAZING metaphors. Your an amazing poet. keep it up =) |
| On August 26th 2008 ALIESAM21 Said: |
| wow this is awesome, I love the metaphores you used! I would love to find a real man...well not really I found my perfect girl! We are deeply in love! But good job! |
| On August 25th 2008 UnSane420 Said: |
| this poem speakes from the heart and its true to the end i loved it from the first line |
| On August 24th 2008 Jbelled24 Said: |
| Very True! Every word, I have felt those exact feelings. And I have done just that...I taught myself not to care if I fall. And now I am with that man of my dreams. Well written. |
| On August 23rd 2008 Jabip14 Said: |
| Wow this is amazing! I mean truly amazing! Love it!!! :) |
| On August 23rd 2008 speederspider Said: |
| oh my goodness. This is amazing....and so so very true. |
| On August 23rd 2008 edwardlover92 Said: |
| captivating and very beautiful |
| On August 23rd 2008 muse4apoem Said: |
| Oh I love this enchanting! |
| On August 22nd 2008 Ashlev2008 Said: |
| wow this poem really inspired me to write something thats not so uhh depressing and explore the side of me that contains my real smiles not the fake ones . thanks this is really wonderful poem |
| On August 22nd 2008 CassieZ Said: |
| I agree with Andy, this was Amazing! I would have to say this is my favorite of yours :D Very well done. Nice job! |
| On August 22nd 2008 mypoeticrage Said: |
| this is beautiful I love it! |
| On August 22nd 2008 Andy2Anomaly Said: |
| This was amazing. I loved it :] |
| On August 22nd 2008 JustifyMisery Said: |
| in one word, wonderful! there is always so much truth in your work it's amazing |
| On August 22nd 2008 hpfan731 Said: |
| this...is...BEAUTIFUL!!!!! definitely have to say one of my favorites! :) |
