Remembering the times when there was that feeling. As I ride the subway everyday, I see couple on every corner and for my own feel, this comes to mind:
If Shakespeare where to write this
He’d probably start this way:
Thou Art
and thou knowth whom thou Art
And my heart longth for thee
Oh, but Shakespeare I’m not
So read this like a mere mortal wouldLike a mere mortal would I write
With this heart of mine
Heart inked with a voice -
Unspoken
Unheard
Untried
Trying for a test
If only it would be tested even more
I would try to excel to this taste of yours
To fit a scheme of perfection
A perfection you might imagine
And now
As a mere mortal would I write
As one would I act
As imperfect as I can beYou’ve seen me
True to myself
And now -
Let me stay true to you
Only if you would allow me
Even if you wouldn’t allow me
I’d stay true to myself -
It’s just myself
In acts -
We coincide
In deeds, thoughts, mission, vision and trouble
We again coincide
But I wouldn’t get deluded by the divide we haveThese divides we wish we could help
These divides that so strongly keep us apart
These divides we are going to overcome
These divides we can be optimistic about
And to these divides do I dedicate this verse
From me to you
You to me
Us to the union
A union to togetherness
A togetherness to relateFor a relationship we’d prefer to build
For the social construct the society has
I told you:
“It’s social construct, people have constructed reality”
Now I repeat:
“People haven constructed there’s; it’s there’s”
“Let’s construct ours, and it’s ours”
If this construction seems naive [of course I told you I was naive]
Cease not
If it brings fear
Cease not
If it brings confusion
Cease not
If for this journey we could decide to walk together should work
Cease not
For the walk of a thousand miles starts with a step
Which leaves us with 999I wish I was better at numbers
And I would calculate how much this could work out regardless of difficulties
I wish I was better at thinking
And I would develop trains of thoughts about being together
I wish I am psychic
And I would easily predict what the future holds
I wish I could write a poem
And I would better express myself in wordsIn words that you do speak
Would you tell me not to wait?
And I’d remind you – I’d wait
Because…
You really are worth the wait.
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