ICanSeenow
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bluejay says: I love this, your words are amazing! |
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ICanSeeNow says: Thnx!! |
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DallasCowgirl says: Very heartfelt! You'll look back on this piece and remember how far you came. Keep writing. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY ICanSeenow
Suicide NoteThis vibe reminds me of "You" Like a movie - rerun in my head Just to be next to you. Like a chicken with no head, I’d still run to you. Gender part less I’d play whitney - regardless bodyguard-less I’d run to you. But would you stay? Would my wounds from YOUR tongue make you run away? It’s not your fault BUT Would you blame me if I asked you to stay?
Convoluted visions of love I share with you. Although you never asked me to Looking in your eyes is too much I turn my back to you just to ask of you To love me…
The reminders of how much Doesn’t give much relief to the weight of my plea… But ... |
I'm waiting for you...I know your out there waiting for me. I'm here waiting for you. I can only imagine the way that you'll make my heart beat. The butterflies will scatter within me. When you touch me. (Exhale) I know your out there waiting for me. I know sometimes you feel lonely. I know you fed up with the fakes and phonies. Breathe. Its almost over. I'm waiting for you. Staring through my window pane. As far as my eyes can see. My heart says you're out there. Staring back at me. Right now i can only wipe your tears of joy mentally. You continue to motivate me spiritually. The affect you have on my mind doesn't make sense to me. Your not here physically. But. (Exhale) I know your out there waiting for me. I'm wai... |
And then there was you part IIThe thing about it is I never thought the devil could be so beautiful. I always expected him to look like a ol' hag with horns and hooves.. and then there was you.... When I think about love, I continue on thinking about pain. It’s like seeing the black clouds but ignoring the rain. How did I become so confused? Why didn't I see the side of effects of you? How to catch a murderer? Easy, you just have to think like one. How to catch a heartbreaker? Simple, just fall in love with one. But then there was you. A hologram of everything I ever wanted. For a moment, you almost had me thinking that your touch was real. Just to open my eyes to see, I'm the only one here. Left with flashes, of memories of you. Leading me to write poems called "And then there was you part II" And a new attitude that has to be excused. Lesson learned but you can NOT make a man love you. but its okay... -ICanSeeNow. |
And then there was you...Feeling the sting from my hair lashing my face from the strong gust of wind blowing behind me. Saying it was easy for me to be at this point takes away the scars attained on my way. Appearing in the distance, a funnel developing in the sky. As the rain begin to strike my face, I'm engulf with a determined determination knowing, this storm shall meet my footprints as well. With each stride, each muscle inside me strains giving there all to push me to my destiny. Transforming from rain drops to loud pops because the hail wants to be heard. The pain is so unbearably, bearable, with each strike that lands home. My determination will not be doused because of this moment of temporary suffering. I'll keep stepping, I'll keep striving, and the pain is a remind... |
In the closet with him, while loving her.So many people, so much noise. Somehow, someway, I can still feel him lord.
Thinking that the music of life will blow out how I feel. Laying down with the enemy, him not knowing what’s real. Having an option to have a wife, but she had no chill.
So many people, so much noise. Somehow, someway, I can still hear you lord.
Saying “yes” to all my prayers was very unexpected. Saying yes to all my prayers at once, now someone’s heart will be neglected. Ashamed to say that this battle is on going, Afraid that she’s see my secret showing. As much as I want to tell her who I really am… I’m afraid she’ll think I’m less of a man.
This is being written with the pen of my heart, This notepad... |