Thursday, February 16, 2006

Is that love in your eyes
or just mine reflected?
Whenever they meet
I feel hopeless and naked
afraid you can see
the life i've been dreaming
Where i'm no longer bound
to a love that i'm faking
I remember the strongest
that I ever felt
after you went away
and I let it all out
When a moment we shared
was found in a picture
Forever to haunt me
in permanent seizure
The horrible truth
That I should have told you
Flooded my heart
and I drowned in the sorrow
Somebody pulled me
From out of the water
It wasn't you so when she led
I followed
I tried to forget
as we knitted together
The strands of our lives
In a pact made forever
Then you emerged
from a crowd in the summer
And something inside me
Buckled and severed
You came and touched me
I woke up from a coma
I didn't know I was in
until it was over
I blinked in the sun
and I cried in the darkness
For all that I knew
I would never discover.

13 Comments:

Blogger Okami said...

My god.

I actually have to walk away for a minute while I collect my thoughts on this.

I suddenly feel hollow.

8:03 AM  
Blogger Information Sniper said...

Sounds good. Based on experiance? Has a very personal feel to it.

I liked the bit about blinking in the sun and crying in the darkness; good imagery, almost a bit "Clockwork Orange" if you ask me.

9:46 PM  
Blogger Pie! said...

God.

This seems like a love that I may never discover.

I really enjoyed it. I'm going to come back and re-read it.

10:34 AM  
Blogger helloitsme said...

i love this. it read beautifully.

12:49 PM  
Blogger The Duke said...

I have a friend who over the summer who ran into someone he used to feel an attraction too. She made a pass at him. It ended up going nowhere, but he wondered 'what if,' even though he was happy with someone now.

This reminded me of that.

That's the funny thing about ghosts, even though we know they belong in the graveyard, they still haunt us.

I liked this.

12:21 AM  
Blogger The Duke said...

Though despite all that, I have to say that after reading this part of me wants to tell him its never to late for a resurrection.

So do you stay with the person that saved you from drowning?

Or do you move for the one who really makes you live?

That's a tough choice.

Hmm, this poem has made me think more than anything else has in.... well, too long.

I loved it.

12:32 AM  
Blogger Okami said...

I'm with Xray on this one - very powerful stuff for me - I can see a great deal of myself and my experiences in it - was very hard to absorb all in one reading...

Thank you for writing it.

4:57 PM  
Blogger Chris Benjamin said...

and the coloured girls go 'do do do do do do do do do do do do do do dooooooo'.

It's really good, good rhythm, it could use a tune. Does it have one?

Most of the poems I write are in need a tune but alas, I am unmusical.

5:10 PM  
Blogger Ultra Toast Mosha God said...

Okami: Yeah, i did after I wrote it.

Tom: Indeed. that bit just came out. The stuff i'm happiest just comes out. The stuff I spend a while on just seems laboured.

Mmmmerika: The most alluring love of all, no?

hello: ta!

Xray: Agonising isn't it?

Okami: I did umm and ahh about writing it.

Benji: Eerie. I've had a tune knocking about for a while withh words i didn't really feel for. I reread this the other day and relised it fits. I'll need to put a bridge of some kind in, but it goes really well with the chord progression I have. Thanks for closing the deal!!

4:45 AM  
Blogger Chris Benjamin said...

you can donate my share of the profits to the starving poets club ;-)

6:05 AM  
Blogger The Duke said...

It is.

It's funny how much thought goes into trying to answer pain.

Maybe Paul McCartney was right - even if he is the devil.

11:42 PM  
Blogger The Duke said...

No.

I don't think he is.

Never let it be.

Go make it instead.

11:43 PM  
Blogger Lady Lostris said...

Wow, this poem is amazing. I can relate to it in terms of being haunted by someone from the past.

Somehow you just managed to put words to the way I feel.

Well done!

12:49 AM  

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