My god you're mature.
You make me feel like a child,
with my small hands and awkward imperfections.
I'm an idealist;
completely immersed in what could have been,
should have been,
if those romance novels,
weren't such wicked liars.
I'm free spirited and possesive,
the exception to every rule.
You're cool like plastic,
and completely unaffected
by my foolish intensity.
You hold me at arms length
and regard me with all the emotion
of a chess player.
I know you feel something beneath that shell!
But is it enough
to overcome these petty obsticles?
to hurdle these borders and dive in, headfirst,
without holding back? (is it enough?)
If so, then what are we waiting for?
If not, then leave. I'll help you.
I will demand no further explanation,
and I won't trouble you with how I feel.
I'll let you leave.
Taking with you everything I love,
everything I crave,
and all that is left
unsaid.















Comments
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hold me close,
i beg you,
i can't survive alone!
> my gallery
gone beserk your dinner is on the ceiling!
just because I'm not beautiful...it doesn't mean i'm dead
To be honest, I am sitting here trying to think of something thoughtful to say beyond this...some of the contradiciton in here is intriguing. Like where you wonder if what he feels is enough to over come petty obstacles (Oh, yes, you misspelled obstacles). When you wonder, you imply that the emotion would have to be strong, but then you call the obstacles petty...as if it wouldn't take much to get past them.
Also, you say you are free spirited, but you need to make the reader feel that you are. I'm not feeling your free spiritedness...lol
If so, then what are we waiting for?
If not, then leave. I'll help you.
I will demand no further explanation,
and I won't trouble you with how I feel.
I'll let you leave.
Those are my favorite lines and the ones I really relate to. Can't cling to someone who won't stick with you.
I also think that unsaid should be dropped down a line...like have the same position just down one line...I think the space you put there would then have more effect.
Overall, very nice poem. Certainly worthy of a fav. ^^
Well... you asked me for honesty and here it is. ^^
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"There was never a genius without a tincture of madness."
Aristotle
Ducunt volentem fata, nolentem trahunt!
A2A Giving art away because it seemed like a good idea! HERE!
And I will fix the spelling!! haha, I can't spell!!
And the reason I put in the free spirited, is not only because I am, but also because it added to my "the exception to every rule". Because really, I'm a walking contradiction. If that wasn't clear then maybe I should re-work it a bit, change the wording in that/those line(s).
Ha, I like that you noticed the unsaid part!! I was toying with where to put that, in the written version I have it dropped down, but I thought that might make it to choppy, since I've been accused of that. I'll hawk it around to a few people, see what the general thoughts are on that, thanks so much!!
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"I dont wanna be your other half, I believe that one and one make two.." -alanis
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"I dont wanna be your other half, I believe that one and one make two.." -alanis
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"Mess with the best, die like the rest" -Hackers
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hold me close,
i beg you,
i can't survive alone!
> my gallery
gone beserk your dinner is on the ceiling!
just because I'm not beautiful...it doesn't mean i'm dead
btw: love your siggy. Alanis rocks my socks and that is one of my fav lines from her songs ^^
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"There was never a genius without a tincture of madness."
Aristotle
Ducunt volentem fata, nolentem trahunt!
A2A Giving art away because it seemed like a good idea! HERE!
I think...I think that anger sometimes takes the poeticism out of us. We replace the beauty in our words with anger, because it makes it that little bit easier to say what we want to say. However! Generally, the anger in here is controlled and kept reasonably level. The second stanza is particularly well written, with a simple but effective use of simile.
My only recommendation would be to try to cut down on the questions, as they make it sound a little less like a poem and more like an interview.
Overall, a very good, if somewhat frightening, read (oh, and by the way, the structure works well, if people have trouble following which line they're on, maybe they should stop smoking so much pot).
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