I wrote this at a period in my life where I felt like making a change.... and I was convinced that the woman by my side was the cause for my new found "inspiration"... little did I know... what I was feeling would turn out to be a "dud".. LOL
dictated by loneliness, and lies.
Serves no one better its degredation,
than you or I.
Our past becomes our future,
or at least a byway thereof.
In hopes that we have learned more than hatred,
I open my arms,
and begin to love.
Fearful of the ending,
it may become that I miss my mark.
Otherwise never knowing,
that she was there from the start.
My rewards are a long time coming,
and I am due more than I owe.
Could it be that she is my answer,
that I can finally reap what Ive sown.
Or will it become like all the other,
times that I have been so alone.
The only one still hoping,
the last one to let go.
Ashamed of my need to be loved,
I am overwhelmed by her understanding.
A kindred spirt arrives,
brighter than the star I layed my most sacred wish upon.
Her words often render me to a state far from composure.
and I can not deny that,
I am inspired by her smile.
and intoxicated by the sweet sound of her voice.
Within in my time with her I realize,
that I have been deemed worthy of a blessing,
and its final wieght in my life,
is not my choice.
In this life,
Ive known lonliness and pain.
I have not always been who I wanted to be.
Too many times things have stayed the same,
and the only thing that keeps returning,
is my will within my weakness,
that this time has created,
this wonder I am containing.
When the time becomes perfect,
I hope that I can share,
my willingness to make her happy.
and how easily she has come to be adored.
How fateful these days feel.
No longer heavy with burden,
niether plagued by guilt or fear.
But awakened by a beauty,
that burns me with new cravings.
This life will no longer have the power,
to put my dreams to sleep.
Poetry by Nikki
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Written on 2005-09-22 at 22:20
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In This Life
This life,dictated by loneliness, and lies.
Serves no one better its degredation,
than you or I.
Our past becomes our future,
or at least a byway thereof.
In hopes that we have learned more than hatred,
I open my arms,
and begin to love.
Fearful of the ending,
it may become that I miss my mark.
Otherwise never knowing,
that she was there from the start.
My rewards are a long time coming,
and I am due more than I owe.
Could it be that she is my answer,
that I can finally reap what Ive sown.
Or will it become like all the other,
times that I have been so alone.
The only one still hoping,
the last one to let go.
Ashamed of my need to be loved,
I am overwhelmed by her understanding.
A kindred spirt arrives,
brighter than the star I layed my most sacred wish upon.
Her words often render me to a state far from composure.
and I can not deny that,
I am inspired by her smile.
and intoxicated by the sweet sound of her voice.
Within in my time with her I realize,
that I have been deemed worthy of a blessing,
and its final wieght in my life,
is not my choice.
In this life,
Ive known lonliness and pain.
I have not always been who I wanted to be.
Too many times things have stayed the same,
and the only thing that keeps returning,
is my will within my weakness,
that this time has created,
this wonder I am containing.
When the time becomes perfect,
I hope that I can share,
my willingness to make her happy.
and how easily she has come to be adored.
How fateful these days feel.
No longer heavy with burden,
niether plagued by guilt or fear.
But awakened by a beauty,
that burns me with new cravings.
This life will no longer have the power,
to put my dreams to sleep.
Poetry by Nikki
Read 664 times
Written on 2005-09-22 at 22:20
Tags Wonder
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