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Haiku #1

November 26, 2011 Leave a comment

The world is so close
But, I am apart from it
Through the glass; I look

~Haiku

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Somehow Important

July 28, 2011 Leave a comment

You are important somehow
I dont know in what way
But I know I need you
Please dont ask for a label
Even if I wanted to I couldnt
Friendship. Love. Hate.
Maybe I want all
Or maybe none
What I know I want is to be near you

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A Gift

July 25, 2011 Leave a comment

To know you is to know myself
A part of me lives so strong in you
This is a side I see so rarely in others
In this way to be around you is a gift
A gift that I hope you will give to me

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Changing Things

July 21, 2011 Leave a comment

How many things could be changed to make this perfect without losing why I want it. Are the problems the reason why I long for this so much. Would being able to have this make it not what I desire. Perhaps as it is now is the best this could have ever been.

Commentary:
I wrote this piece inspired by meeting a person that, had circumstances been slightly different, I would of tried to form a relationship with which I think could of sprouted. This led me to think “if these problems weren’t present, would I have pursued this”, or, would it spoil the very reason I wish I could pursue it. Sort of a paradoxical idea I came up with that inspired me to write something I was proud of for the first time in a while.

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Imperfections

April 4, 2011 Leave a comment

Imperfections are how I know you.
My picture of you is created by these.
I delight in finding each and every one.
These flaws are your soul to me.
You may wish you had none.
But without them I would lose my love.

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The World is a Beautiful Danger

November 17, 2010 Leave a comment

Afraid of the beautiful danger the world holds. I keep myself from ever getting too close. Something catches my eye. Something I cant help but approach. I walk toward the captivating thing, my gaze focused solely on it. As I draw near a warmth fills my being. As I touch the beauty, the pain is severe. I should of known. For nothing here is safe despite how it might appear.

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