This page is about poems that my family and friends have shared with me, and I proudly share them with you. I hope you find them enjoyable as I have after I have read them. Many thanks to those who have contributed to this page!
E KOMO MAI MELE ANA!!!
WELCOME TO MY POEM PAGE ...................
*** THE TASTE ***
The music I play...To supercede realityI want to live the dream!Reality just doesn't do it for me anymore...I tried to conform ...to love...To rely on one's emotionsYet it led me here.So let me ask you something.....Is this the plan??? For me I mean?To try he sappy love movie? Yet left to fail....But to get a TASTEJUST A TASTE.....to believeAdmit that yes!!! It does in fact existTo trash all my theories.....of LOVEOf lust.....Which leads me to someone new...Full of lust.....Romance.....Is this the point? I now wake.....with no answers.....I DON'T EVEN EXIST.....
*** TRAPPED ***
DISTRAUGHT.......Locked in a room full Of my emotions Too many racing thoughts I can't help but fall asleepSaving such thoughtsFor another time Another placeComtemplating my choicesMy priorities ...My LIFETrying to find the least Painful way to keep myselfGoing...Mixed thoughts ...Rambling memoriesWhat's right...What's wrongI don't know anymoreTo tell you the truthI don't really careMy constant Rambling messageskeeping me up long nights Insomnia...the technical termI use pills to sleep To wake...to smile And my one precious pillWhich helps me to sit And relax for a while..............
W H Y ? ? ? ?
Why do I question that which cannot be answered...Why can't I just let it goUnderstandThere in fact is no right or wrong answer...no answer at all for that matter...Why?????Why ask why? Which to ask why leads to even more questions....Why not just live? And breathe.....Go on knowing, knowing that not all why's can be answered.....Yet opinions can be made...STATEDAnd maybe someday ...ACCEPTED!
******YOU WHISPER******
The world a slave to your lookYour shapely almond tearsYour marzipan skin in a crystal stareYour chocolate box of fearsThe load of my mindThe pointed beatin pulseStabbing instead my thumping headThis famousness is falseYou glow and glintI blink you winkedIce polished silkYou WHISPER.......
Thunder opens its throatLets out the roar of rainSoaked I clench my overcoatAnd come up to see you againYour smoothly sculptured neckThe trapped curving tongueYour cage of a mouth Springs openAnd throw out the seeds Of a songThey grow and flowerAnd hour after hourBlessed velvetYou WHISPER
To Sarah Merchant for ....TRAPPED, THE TASTE , & WHYand to Jonathan Berman for.....THE WHISPER
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