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Click hereT he questions of this day,
H earken to the unknown
E asily asked, yet . . .
D are I answer?
E ver have I shied away,
P iously avoiding
T ruth.
H iding, from myself
S ome are born to bear burdens
O thers, are forced to
F ear . . .
M atters of the mind
Y et ever do we . . .
S eek,
O nly to find no answers,
U nder the bridges of our minds
L ife's dealt its blows
W inning with my grief
I ncomparable though, to the pain of . . .
L ove.
L ove.
B arely a word, yet . . .
E ver does it echo the
R eality of a true heart
E ver gripped by my mind,
A ccosted by demons, yet . . .
L ove, beckoned.
I rresistibly.
S tepping tentatively,
E ver the cynic
D aring the whirlwind,
O f her intensity
N ever, in nine
L ifetimes, could I have known, a
Y earning, so powerfully compelling,
W ithout even a touch.
H ow can this be?
E ven as I ask, I . . .
N otice,
I don't even care
A s was fated though,
M y heart was captured,
F ires were cooled,
I ce was broken.
N ow I have no fear.
A s always,
L ove does not kill demons,
L ove only soothes them
Y es, they are calm,
W ell, calmer.
I fear though,
T hey will never be silenced.
H er heart is strong though,
M ine as well.
Y et apart, I am only a part.
S oon however,
T ogether,
A lways,
R ealizing . . . wholeness, the true depths of my soul
I admire the effort it must have taken to get this poem to sound this good. Some of the lines are a little forced, but, given the format, that is to be expected. Good work!
I told you you wouldn't be single for long ;)