Part 3: Can't Take Her Off My Mind/Part 4: Another Chapter Ends

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    Well...just the continuation to my other two poems...another poem about anxiety and fear followed by the sudden conclusion =D

    Can't Take Her Off My Mind (1/21/05)

    There she is
    Walking with her friend
    What to do?
    It?s not yet the end

    I walk by myself and yet
    When she comes, my heart aches
    And my mind couldn?t think
    As if everything inside just breaks

    I hate my mind at times
    Because it couldn?t think right
    Sometimes I just want to avoid her
    But I long for her at night

    Even though I try my best
    To leave her alone by herself
    Because she?s happy that way
    And yet I couldn?t think for myself

    I try my best and with my whole heart
    To take her away from my mind
    And yet I always fail
    It wasn?t simple to leave her behind

    And what I remember from her
    Is that she would always smile
    I couldn?t take that from my mind
    I curse, punch, kick and become hostile.

    Why? I ask myself
    This is just absurd to remember
    Living in the past is wrong
    Please forget November

    So I took the path right of me
    In order to avoid that person
    What a coward I was!
    I just wish I had a reason

    She must?ve been hurt
    Or just confused?
    Or simply didn?t know
    Maybe it couldn?t be excused

    So then another night passed
    Again I lay here in sadness
    Thinking of her again
    Trying not to fall in madness

    ~*~*~*~

    Another Chapter Ends (1/22/05)

    It?s another page written in my own book
    And I was free from these chains of emotion
    Immediately I ran out and screamed
    My happiness was as vast as the ocean

    The music blares through my speakers
    I stretch out and scream once more
    A smile was in my face and I didn?t care
    I just didn?t felt this feeling before

    It was a feeling of freedom and happiness
    The barbed chains were gone from my heart
    And all the wounds have finally healed
    I knew it was another time to start

    My shattered glass heart was now formed
    Every piece fitted in place of every crack
    I see something new from this once broken heart
    It was clear and it wasn?t pitch black

    Another chapter ends and yet another begins
    I was moving ahead now and I don?t want to stop
    My hand continues to write in this page
    It?s a brand new page as I wrote at the top

    Even though I?m moving on with this time
    I?ll never forget the things you and I shared
    When I run into you again down the street
    You know that now I?m not scared

    So I smile as the music plays loudly
    It?s about love and moving on
    It?s so loud and I wanted it that way
    I just wish you could hear it ?til dawn

    Yes?and if only you could listen to the melody
    And listen to the words?then you?ll know
    How I feel now?so free and so happy
    Oh my, if only this feeling I could show

    But in due respect, I?ll move on silently
    Still I continue to write down what I think
    As if my hand moves on its own
    Guiding the pen that doesn?t run out of ink
     
    Your poetry is so true to life, with sitautions that people deal with everyday. There is not much more to say that hasn't already been said in past poetry based on this, but it was excellently written, being true to life, and having it at its climax from start to finish.
     
    Thank you for the comment...
    I base all of my poems from real life situations that are mostly things such as paranoia, anxiety, loss, or love...
     
    Your poetry is so pure Oni. ^___________^ It really shows how the human mind and body work. It shows how your head can be filled with thoughts, some of which aren't the ones you want, so you try to get them out of your head. Your heart wants something different from what your mind wants, causing conflits within yourself.

    Your second poem seemed to suggest the idea of infinity, what with the never-ending pen and all. For you have resorted to writing down your thoughts, and your thoughts seem to become never-ending as your hand keeps moving and the pen keeps writing.

    I loved both poems very much Oni, keep up the awsome work. ^___^

    ~Kelsey
     
    Thats so sweet oni flygon.
     
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