Monday, October 1, 2012
Repost: Poetry
Wow, i have been a bit too bust to write a proper post....
i was looking at my old Archives and i found this poem...
i havent written a piece in a while, im not sure what exactly might be the reason
maybe im lacking inspiration, maybe im a little bit disillusioned by love, maybe im losing faith in myself....
i dont want to sound like a loser but, a part of me wants to desperately settle down with a nice cute girl who understands me, but another part of me wants to just say "Fuck Love".
This poem reminds me of what i used to be, how i used to feel... i miss my old self.
i think i just need to do some soul searching.
Anyways, here is the poem, hope you enjoy it.
Poetry
Kiss me,
just for a little longer
and whisper all the sweet nothings
i have always imagined you saying to me
lie to me
for i give you my permission and my heart
steal my words with your passionate kisses and soft lips
the voices in my head
are slowly getting louder
so excuse me if im screaming silently
as you walk away from me yet again
your presence is my therapy
your scent is my sanity
im crazy about you
no, actually i am just plain crazy without you
i would sell my soul over and over and over again
because i know being around you
is like free falling with a broken parachute
but its a pain so deep and so raw
im willing to make believe
that my plunge from the edge of reason
is actually more than a feeble attempt
in learning to fall in love
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this reminds me of something i read recently. about family pathology and our introduction to love or something we call love out of necessity.
ReplyDeletei too haven't written a poem in a long while. i've been too preoccupied with my own demons and learning to live beyond them that i haven't allowed myself the space to go there in prose. still i like to think i write poems even when i write in traditional sentences. i have never been a fan of limitations. i do free writing best of all.
p.s. i come and go when i feel moved to, just as i write when i feel moved to. i hope that even when i'm not around, you can feel me there.
Sometimes, i would prefer to see you, rather than feel you.
DeleteSometimes the best we can do is hope the person we've become still likes the one we used to be. At least that way you know they have something in common.
ReplyDeleteFor me, it has been about half a year since I wrote a poem. Le sigh.
Well my last written poetry was this Spring. i have some inspiration, but im afraid to tap into it. im not sure what exploring my emotions would bring.
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