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Poem: A Love Far Away

Submitted by questionlp on 29 July, 2007 - 19:05

The following poem was written a couple of years after I graduated from high school about my yearning of someone; but due to my extreme shyness and stupidity, she never really knew. The pain of my stupidity has grown and diminished over the years, but has recently peaked as it has been ten years since graduation and I have yet to be able to grow out of my shyness and immaturity.

 Anyway, the poem:

Seven years
my heart tears
my eyes break tears
my mind fears,
because I would not speak of my feelings

Six years ago
tight lips would not let go
my feet move so slow
words would not flow,
except for lies, because I feared humiliation

Five years a-past
love at-last
but had been surpassed,
by bundles of childish acts
felt heartbeats skipped

Four years from present
I resent,
lack of words and sense
words from I, "that's not what I meant!"
a sophomore who's a freshman

Three years vanish
my immatureness banish,
from all lavish
and I wish
that I had told her the truth

Year as a senior
my love is much more, for
her, but does not show no more,
than before
Graduation night was the last chance

Now far away
and the love feeling never swayed
she never quite knew, if my heart was in dismay

Not her fault, but mine
I committed a crime, convicted of lyin'
that time could not heal
not knowing how she feels
about me

'nother year has passed
I feel lonely alas,
wishin' that I would have been
aside as her king,
now I cry of tears
since my love disappeared.

Poem: Conundrum

Submitted by questionlp on 21 November, 2009 - 00:57

I have had several nights where so many things have been running through my mind when laying in bed, trying to sleep. The following is a poem that I have been trying to piece together in the wee hours.

I must live my life alone, even when I feel so lonely
Within my shell, I feel comfortable yet empty

My mood swings through extremes:
Happy and sad, angry and solemn, open and closed

I say so much, but cannot find the right way to say it
Words at the ready, yet afraid of what may come out

Yearning for companionship, but must be alone
Better to let myself down than to let others down

I can respect you, yet none for myself
There will always be someone better for you than me

I must live my life without that someone special
Even if it eats at me from the inside

Clarification: the above reflects some of the moods that my dreams have been about, not an exact tale of day-to-day life. Then again, dreams can be a foggy representation of what the mind is going through.
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