polop39's poems

...Uh, yeah, I'll post, say, 5 of my poems now... maybe more later

Why Did I Die

A dark, placid night
only stars shining bright
the candles dead
a night cape upon my head
as I sit in my chair
inside my darkened lair
an expression of quiet somber
as my head begins to wander
crosses my face
and I begin to trace
what I lost, with utmost hast
hast not of a my own, but of the laced
plots of fates
thinking back, I wish I had known
what I know, what I was shown
but I know now
if I had, I wouldn't have a reason how
I changed in the way I did
I think and sit, when I hear a knock, I hid
a knock of someone not near
And I answered the door, after again I hear
it, see no one I do, and turn away I can
but stand quietly, and stare out over the land
I shake my head , wondering
what could make such a blundering
and close the door
I sit on the floor
thinking, wondering silently
of her, but violently
I jerk as a tap comes from the door
I wish to hear it no more
but come it does, so the door I do open
and their, just as I had been hopin'
was the one I lost
she said hello, I knew I must have been cost
my sanity, as I knew I would
and so I sit, as she disappears, could
I live anymore?
again the rapping at my door
now a call for me
a desperate plee
no longer can I stand this
too much now I miss
to return would be to die
and with that I sigh
and head to the kitchen I
do, as I take knife, as if tho cut my
bread, again I hear a tapping
a very faint rapping
and the knife is no more meant
for cutting bread instead the torment
of mine was meant to end
and my body, with no attendant

when she got in
and, as I died, I realized she was real
and before I die, I hear
'I love you, why must you die?'
I whisper back
'I have always loved you, my sweet'

Big and Small
When you told me
you would go
with me
to the
dance
At our school
on Friday
I was so
extremely
happy
I knew there was
nothing that
could dampen
my spirits
And I was completely right
there was almost never
a time that I was ever
happier that I was
on that night,
because
you were
there.
Of course you know now
something you didn't
know then
you know
that
I love you

One Small Question?
In between you and me is a space,
a space that, if only a few feet,
seems to be miles.

Would you just let me close that space?
Could you just let me get a bit closer?
May I hold you in my arms?

I've waited for seconds, minutes,
hours, days, weeks, months,
a year.

Would you just let me hold you?
Could you just let me kiss you?
May I have you as mine, and will you take me as yours?

You are what I want.
If I had you, I would not need another Christmas,
another Birthday, Halloween, or Easter.

Would you just take me?
Could you just let me have you?
May I have your undying love?

You stand there, I stand here,
and I'm tired of waiting.
My question cannot wait.

'Excuse me?'
'Yes?'

Would you like to dance?
Could you permit a dance?
May I have this dance?

'Can you dance?'
'Yes... why?'

I must do this,
I must humiliate myself.
There is no turning back.

'Err, would you like to dance... with me?'
A relived sigh, 'Yes.'

Thank you for letting me hold you.
Thank you for saying yes.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Only a day
Only a week
Only a month

A whole year.

'Can I tell you a secret?'
'What?'

'I love you.'
'I love you more.'
'Impossible.'

Love
Love is everything
It penetrates our being
Everything is love
And for those of you who believe it is not for you,
You are wrong.

Some people cannot see love,
but lust.
Some people cannot see love,
but greed.
Some people cannot see love,
but disruption

Some people have risen to a level
A level of love
Where only bliss can be seen, heard, felt, tasted, touched.
While others hace sunk to a level beyond nature
Where death, and nothingness hold them to the ground.

And then there are those who experience both and neither,
death, nothingness,
Biss, happieness.
And nothing will make sense,
until they have righted the tip
one way or another,

Love is powerful,
It can upset the balance of things
Destroying one
While Embracing another
It is the foundation
Of life.

Love is everything,
Everywhere,
And all

The Madness
In between
That which seems to be
Forever,
There is a light,
Bright, and undying,
And she has,
oh,
but one mission:
To destroy me.
To allure me in,
Strike me to her,
As if a flag, to a pole,
And no matter how hard I try to let go,
My hands are stuck,
And I'm am at the mercy of my captor,
'Til I destroy myself.
And sometimes I must ask,
What choice do I have?
If I cannot be freed,
Of this,
the light,
the Madness