I wrote this very long ago…I found it while packing up my things, preparing to move. It was printed out on a sheet of paper. This meant a great deal to me at the time and it’s incredible to be able to look back at it.
Posts Tagged ‘life’
Swing
Thursday, October 28th, 2010Journey
Thursday, May 20th, 2010I had taken comfort
By a simple fact
That I had found the one for me
For the remainder of my life
The first person I would call
To share all my happy moments
Or dreadful, sorrowful news
To exclaim success and triumph
Or to proclaim “I do!”
The one with whom I would share
Every part of me
My love, my sorrow, my oddities
I had no need or worry
About other friends
Because I would always have this woman
By my side
No matter what
Together we had planned a journey
My life had a direct course
I knew where I was going
She was my becon – my torch
The path was paved in security
Lined with beautiful greens
We could walk for years
Without looking back, or taking breaks
But then one day it thundered
The darkened greens became a fright
The paved path beneath us
Collapsed into mud
The rain began to fall
Onto my shining torch
And no longer could I see her
I was on this path alone
To look around me now
Is confusing and sorrowful
My body aches from walking
In this gripping mud
My thoughts are spinning
From the fightful sights
My love has been taken
Somewhere into this night
I thought this journey would end
Together with my light
No rush, no worry, no wandering
But now, I can’t decide
I look back behind me
And then I look in front
But I can feel nothing
The warmth beside me is gone
So I continue walking
Try to keep my head high
Hopefully one day my light will return
And shine forever bright
But until that time comes
I will journey alone
This road is not the same
I know not where it will go
Perhaps I am mistaken
And the storm will pass
And then I will realize
It is the same path
And with the storm forgotten
She will be able to shine
And maybe we will continue
Along this trusy line
But what if when all clears
I’m still left alone
What if we’ve lost eachother
At an unseen fork in the road
Be careful on your journey
Always watch the skies
Be sure to take shelter
If winds begin to blow
Hunker up together
Hold on
Don’t let go
Another Roller Coaster Ride
Thursday, May 20th, 2010This poem makes a bit more sense when paired with its sister…
I think into my past
Where every moment hurt
Mended oh so purely
By a lovely girl
I felt my old heart ache
I felt pains pierce my chest
And then they were comforted
Bad thoughts put to rest
I felt my hopeful moments
I remembered happy thoughts
And now they were unending
Encouraged all so much
I remembered my old smile
Littered with regret
But all had been forgotten
By this beauty that I’d met
With each pleasent moment
Existed thrice the ‘mount of love
The thought of being with her
I couldn’t hold close enough
And now I look at you
Forsaken and afraid
Of what may lay ahead of me
In these future days
Such good times you showed me…
Yet, my feelings hurt
But I refuse to crawl
Back into that dirt
All those cold emotions
That I thought I’d lost
Once again resurfaced
With such an endless cost
I hoped that you were good for me
But together we planted a seed
Of a slow but steady burden
That I was too hopeful and ignorant to read
I wished you would be good for me
And still I hope inside
But I’m unable to survive
Another roller coaster ride
Beauty From Treetops
Saturday, February 6th, 2010I will grow higher…
I will grow stronger…
My life with be brighter..
My life will be sounder..
My hopes resemble reason.
Don’t let me flounder.
Soon I’ll look up.
The world will be beautiful.
My thoughts will be shaken…
My will will be weakened…
All will feel against me..
Nobody will guide me..
But I’ll be my own guide.
I’ll stand by my own side.
Watch me grow stronger.
And my sight has shown me…
How the world will behold me…
I feel my face lighten..
I feel my grip strengthen..
Life’s presence surrounds me.
My hope is abounding.
Watch me grow higher.
My thoughts have grown brighter…
My will has grown sounder…
And though I was week..
Behold, I am stronger!
And from my new perch,
The landscape appears so hopeful.
I look up.
The world is beautiful.
Mother
Friday, February 6th, 2009Society nurtures their young and guides them into a set of values that are acceptable – values and beliefs that are allowed and are surely “the right thing”. Society does a job to shelter from outside influence, its members protecting each other from the “danger” of exploration and thought. At a glance, society seems wonderful. Stable. Helping. Step back, and see that society is a curse. Enslaved minds living in anguish, afraid to peek at the world above.
Identity (Parts I – VI)
Friday, March 21st, 2008I’m not sure whether to call this a poem or a short story. When ideas come into my head, I want to write them down – whether it be an entire story or a simple thought. But if I write a short story, I feel I must keep going – keep developing a plot. It was not like that with a poem. I simply began to write and let the poem play itself out. I had no idea when it was going to end. I could very well have ended it at each part.
This poem was written for myself to release my own thoughts and emotions, but for others conveys a message. This isn’t one of those cryptic morals – it’s plainly obvious. Something many in today’s society need to learn to abide by, or at least consider.
Lifeless (Taken)
Monday, March 10th, 2008Shallow words
Can’t escape my chest
They have nowhere to go
Open doors
Remain locked
Keeping me out
Risen Gates
I dare not enter
For fear they will fall
Hollow rooms
Imprison me
From my true desires
Heavy chains
Weigh me down
Locked onto myself
Flowing water
I dare not stray
For fear I will be washed away
Rising steps
I cannot climb
My strength for now eludes me
To the sky
I dare not look
There’s nothing there for me
And dreams
I cannot have
For fear they will be taken from me
What help
If any
Can be given to the lost?
The lifeless?
The taken?
And with whom
May I bargain
For my life?
Caged
Sunday, March 9th, 2008This cage will never hold me
Only let me plan escape
The room they have allowed me
Is a fatal mistake
For within it I can grow
Stronger than before
So when they do release me
The beast is to fear that much more
But fortune’s in their favor
For I’m a timid soul
And though my rage exists
It’s under my control
But beware
Do not provoke
This beast has limits
And they’re about to show.
Shadows
Sunday, February 24th, 2008Some may call me crazy
Some may call me wise
Some may look down upon me
Some may look up high
Some may make me suffer
Some may help me heal
Some may show me hatred
Some may show me truth
Some may crush my efforts
Some may give me aid
Some may give me nightmares
Some may give me dreams
Some may laugh
Some may cry
Some may run
Some may die
Some may crush
Some may grow
Some may flood
Some may flow
Some glare
Some stare
Some punch
Some care
Some hate
Some love
Some rein
Some show
Roller Coaster Ride
Sunday, January 20th, 2008It’s rare that I release poetry, especially those that express some inner emotion. This is one of the few that I’ve written that seems fit for others to read.