The Great Awakening
Time can only tell when that special person
comes across your eyes & reveals
the true colors of love
Push comes to shove
I want to re-create a cinderella story
that applies to when i wrote my poem
"Gift From Above".
A fantasy is an imagination by reality
in which replenishes the
inner though of ones mind
so many things to wish for but to actually
personify human
qualities to somethin in which my body
yearns for the one i call one of a kind.
Tired of being told that its better to have some one
rather than no on
yet I look into her eyes of the one
I will one day call my bride
In which makes me blush
while the biggest smile on my face on my face
from the deep deoths of depression
it like sittin in a dark room by yourself
wondering are you in detention
but as i snap bacc into reality i finally realize
your the succession of my
obsession.
As our eyes meet the story of a teenage
love affair that no one can ever segregate
I use myy metaphoric & Illusionistic
points of views
to dictate what I feel as if i was president of all 50 states.
During My long journey of me trying to
find the one I seek and call one true Love
Yet as kids pushes turned out to be a shove
your the only person my mind will come across of.
As I am left surrounded in darkness
I refuse to be swallowed by my lonliness
like the night air invisible to the eye & obvious to the touch
yet if i can do it all again, I rathe do it in the
skin that I am in.
To let love that I have die and stay down
and let it lie
even though i have seen its darkset form
Nothing else can taste this warm
or feel this sweet.
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Mel S | Year Posted 2011
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