I know you,
you know me,
we know each other,
So, why can't it be?
The one single gene
that got in the way
the one thing,
that i will never say.
If only , if only!
i could give you my heart
the one thing i do have
but would never break apart.
the only one i want to love!
to be by, to see by, to live and leave by.
but that one single gene!
that got in the way,
that one thing,
i will never say.
We still say nothing
of that single gene,
that will always get in the way
it will be there to taunt
to leave nothing to flaunt.
i wish you saw,
what i see in you,
the beauty of your smile,
the beauty of us two.
but i'll always sit
and wish to feel,
what others waste and give away,
what others leave
some thing to conceive,
like that one single gene...
That
Will
Never
Leave.
Showing posts with label Poetry Corner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry Corner. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Uplifted spirits
Talking is one thing,
Wanting is another.
I want to hate you,
But you make me feel happy.
I want to leave you,
But you keep me coming back.
We talk, yes,
We even have conversations,
But I am always finding myself wanting more.
I always walk away wishing i had said one more thing,
Then we could stay and talk the day away.
Just be by each other,
And no one else to interfere,
No one to decide our fate,
No one to tell us that the ending is near.
There's not a single soul,
I'd rather stand here with,
Not another person I'd rather be here with.
I wish i could have held on for a little longer,
And not let you go,
Not let what we had,
Slip
Through
My
Fingers...
No! not again!
It will be different this time!
I will change and do anything for you,
Just to be with you.
I want to make you see what I do,
But i know you will just turn away.
You never seem to get it right,
Even in your dreams.
You divert the situation,
By leaving and running away.
But does that, or will that ever help,
If I really do need you to stay?
It won't,
I already know,
Because you my friend,
Will always be on the go.
Wanting is another.
I want to hate you,
But you make me feel happy.
I want to leave you,
But you keep me coming back.
We talk, yes,
We even have conversations,
But I am always finding myself wanting more.
I always walk away wishing i had said one more thing,
Then we could stay and talk the day away.
Just be by each other,
And no one else to interfere,
No one to decide our fate,
No one to tell us that the ending is near.
There's not a single soul,
I'd rather stand here with,
Not another person I'd rather be here with.
I wish i could have held on for a little longer,
And not let you go,
Not let what we had,
Slip
Through
My
Fingers...
No! not again!
It will be different this time!
I will change and do anything for you,
Just to be with you.
I want to make you see what I do,
But i know you will just turn away.
You never seem to get it right,
Even in your dreams.
You divert the situation,
By leaving and running away.
But does that, or will that ever help,
If I really do need you to stay?
It won't,
I already know,
Because you my friend,
Will always be on the go.
This is ME.
Many times i look in the mirror,
And see the fake me.
The person i try to be,
But I never succeed.
I look and wish and hope to be real,
Be the person i feel,
Should be seen by everyone,
The person that should make me feel,
Loved.
I try to look past the unknown figure,
To the person behind them,
The much stronger and beautiful one,
That is hidden from society,
The person no one wants to know.
This always fails,
And is always a waste,
Because the other person is afraid,
Of being unique.
But isn't that what life is?
Being yourself?
The person you want to be?
Being...happy?
I take it all in,
And peel back the layers,
Until the other girl,
Who loves to dance and twirl,
Have fun,
And be with people,
Is seen.
The girl...
Is me
And see the fake me.
The person i try to be,
But I never succeed.
I look and wish and hope to be real,
Be the person i feel,
Should be seen by everyone,
The person that should make me feel,
Loved.
I try to look past the unknown figure,
To the person behind them,
The much stronger and beautiful one,
That is hidden from society,
The person no one wants to know.
This always fails,
And is always a waste,
Because the other person is afraid,
Of being unique.
But isn't that what life is?
Being yourself?
The person you want to be?
Being...happy?
I take it all in,
And peel back the layers,
Until the other girl,
Who loves to dance and twirl,
Have fun,
And be with people,
Is seen.
The girl...
Is me
Monday, May 10, 2010
.Love and Lies.
Can I ever see why you hate me?
Could I ever stay in the place that makes me happy?
Can't I ever find what I am looking for?
I could, I should, I can't...
And I won't.
I wish I could find the real meaning,
Behind your words,
Behind your looks,
Behind your heart.
I want to know the real you,
I want to see under the shell you put out,
But all you do,
Is look, laugh,
And walk away.
Wishing, wanting, and waiting,
Suck.
Doing, talking, and loving,
Better.
Laughing, caring, and holding,
Love.
Look past the lies,
The tries,
The illusions,
Look for the real,
Honest to goodness,
TRUTH.
Could I ever stay in the place that makes me happy?
Can't I ever find what I am looking for?
I could, I should, I can't...
And I won't.
I wish I could find the real meaning,
Behind your words,
Behind your looks,
Behind your heart.
I want to know the real you,
I want to see under the shell you put out,
But all you do,
Is look, laugh,
And walk away.
Wishing, wanting, and waiting,
Suck.
Doing, talking, and loving,
Better.
Laughing, caring, and holding,
Love.
Look past the lies,
The tries,
The illusions,
Look for the real,
Honest to goodness,
TRUTH.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
The Other Side of Love
The crack of a whip is all you hear,
She cries to make you stay,
yet yells and screams and has a fit,
nothing you can say.
More and more she tightens the grip,
On your short little leash,
You go along with the charade,
Like and endless game of hide and seek.
She says 'i live you' and she cares,
But does she really mean it there?
Or does she just leave everything you lay out to bare.
Why can't you see the elephant in the room,
Or even the torture she puts you through?
But in the end of this tragic tale,
You walk away victorious,
Because you saw the ending fail.
She cries to make you stay,
yet yells and screams and has a fit,
nothing you can say.
More and more she tightens the grip,
On your short little leash,
You go along with the charade,
Like and endless game of hide and seek.
She says 'i live you' and she cares,
But does she really mean it there?
Or does she just leave everything you lay out to bare.
Why can't you see the elephant in the room,
Or even the torture she puts you through?
But in the end of this tragic tale,
You walk away victorious,
Because you saw the ending fail.
Friday, April 30, 2010
A Letter For My Love

Walking through the halls,
Wave as we both pass,
Never say a word...Never meant to last.
Watching, waiting, and wanting to be by you,
My hopes and dreams are nothing new.
I hate to hide, I hate to say,
I hate to look away.
Now I see the one i want,
The one I can't have,
Can't flaunt.
Want to hold, love, and touch,
Want it to be,
Just as much.
But as I sit in the warm spring air,
My heart aches,
My hands bare.
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