Post by Crystal on Sept 26, 2012 3:24:36 GMT -5
Note:.....apparently, I need to write poetry tonight. Third one in one sitting. x-x
In Another World
I'm not the right fit for you, but I wish that I were
If only I could press a new shape, like dough
If only I could redirect time, change the past
So that somehow the light wasn't shining harshly
Blinding me from the worn trail, never to walk
The happiness or sadness, now never felt
I wish there was another world for you and me
Where I could protect, ill treatment untrue
The reality of happiness pouring unfathomed
Thoughts that shape mountains and rivers
Running through to little waterfalls, pouring down
Humming birds that fly, interwoven in the trees
If I could grasp your hands tightly in my own
Carry my self lightly, laughing at your jokes
Finally to express the reality of my 'norm
And together, we'll just forget the world
Where lions lay down with lambs
A heaven that's lain out in this world
Not a reality we die to finally acheive
If only I could carry our souls, interwoven
Like the lichen that crawls upon the rocks and trees
I would run my hands gently through
The imagination of your thick, lengthy hair
My hazel eyes light up, so mirthful in wonderment
Of the life we now live, tightly pressed as one
Instead, the certificate is signed, make it so
The life is carved, my reality where I'm bound
Sold into the full commitment we all tend to share
Within the reality, knotted as one entity, with
A man who seems largely impressive, except
For a smile, the warmth of my face upon seeing him
When I smile tenfold for a line - one tiny lyric
Which jumps out of your mouth, like salmon
Who must periodically swim upstream, fight the current
And against all odds, find their mating grounds
Find one who compliments him, and truly copulate
Life must continue on, where our roads must split
I enjoy the presence of your soul lit within mine
May you never disappear, a dreadful pale ghost
Imagination that I've only built up for myself
A friendship that I wasn't meant to have again
May I never leave you behind, disappearing
Into the dark alleyways, hop over the fence
One last look, the tear breaks away, runs down
Across my plump, round, red cheeks, sadness
At the lost of the truest friend, that moment
That the beginning of every relationship ever forms
But let us sit a spell in our enchanted meadow
Together, fingers lacing up tightly together
As the whitetails slowly creep out, wide eyed
The fear of their death steering them to the need
The lake that hold the precious water of life
Where we stoop over, and bend down
Laying ourselves upon our knees, reach down
Dip our hands, yours thicker than my own
Cup the precious necter to keep us going
Let the cool liquid splash down our throat
Interwoven as one in a singular world of reality
Where's there no harm and maiming for you or me
It's about as real as the love we share
The lack of a mutual commitment to bind
The horror of this life, my love for you
And the horror of myself, what I stick with and through
Am I only hurting someone else, unseen?
Or does it largely "not matter" at all?
The truth I keep reminding myself in the end
The truth that I tuck myself in with
Silently lacing around the edge of my blanket?
I'm not the right fit for you, but I wish that I were
If only I could press a new shape, like dough
If only I could redirect time, change the past
So that somehow the light wasn't shining harshly
Blinding me from the worn trail, never to walk
The happiness or sadness, now never felt
I wish there was another world for you and me
Where I could protect, ill treatment untrue
The reality of happiness pouring unfathomed
Thoughts that shape mountains and rivers
Running through to little waterfalls, pouring down
Humming birds that fly, interwoven in the trees
If I could grasp your hands tightly in my own
Carry my self lightly, laughing at your jokes
Finally to express the reality of my 'norm
And together, we'll just forget the world
Where lions lay down with lambs
A heaven that's lain out in this world
Not a reality we die to finally acheive
If only I could carry our souls, interwoven
Like the lichen that crawls upon the rocks and trees
I would run my hands gently through
The imagination of your thick, lengthy hair
My hazel eyes light up, so mirthful in wonderment
Of the life we now live, tightly pressed as one
Instead, the certificate is signed, make it so
The life is carved, my reality where I'm bound
Sold into the full commitment we all tend to share
Within the reality, knotted as one entity, with
A man who seems largely impressive, except
For a smile, the warmth of my face upon seeing him
When I smile tenfold for a line - one tiny lyric
Which jumps out of your mouth, like salmon
Who must periodically swim upstream, fight the current
And against all odds, find their mating grounds
Find one who compliments him, and truly copulate
Life must continue on, where our roads must split
I enjoy the presence of your soul lit within mine
May you never disappear, a dreadful pale ghost
Imagination that I've only built up for myself
A friendship that I wasn't meant to have again
May I never leave you behind, disappearing
Into the dark alleyways, hop over the fence
One last look, the tear breaks away, runs down
Across my plump, round, red cheeks, sadness
At the lost of the truest friend, that moment
That the beginning of every relationship ever forms
But let us sit a spell in our enchanted meadow
Together, fingers lacing up tightly together
As the whitetails slowly creep out, wide eyed
The fear of their death steering them to the need
The lake that hold the precious water of life
Where we stoop over, and bend down
Laying ourselves upon our knees, reach down
Dip our hands, yours thicker than my own
Cup the precious necter to keep us going
Let the cool liquid splash down our throat
Interwoven as one in a singular world of reality
Where's there no harm and maiming for you or me
It's about as real as the love we share
The lack of a mutual commitment to bind
The horror of this life, my love for you
And the horror of myself, what I stick with and through
Am I only hurting someone else, unseen?
Or does it largely "not matter" at all?
The truth I keep reminding myself in the end
The truth that I tuck myself in with
Silently lacing around the edge of my blanket?