Saturday, March 26, 2011

Random poetry of a sleepy mind

So I was falling asleep reading a random assignment when I decided to do something productive. I wrote a poem, and kept writing until I wasn't sleepy anymore, which is a good thing otherwise I would have gotten nothing done. Anyway, I asked and have decided to post a poem. Everyone has been talking about spoken poetry and until I read this to my friends I didn't realize that, that is what I wrote. Tell me what you guys think about it, and be honest.

That Good love

I want that love
That good love
I wanna hold his hand
And feel peace when I look in his eyes
I want to be loved
By one
Because I’m loved
By all and none
I’m not going to lie
And say that I’m fine
That my heart doesn’t break every time
I see a couple pass me by
I’m fine with this
Just this --
Peace
Of solitude and empty bliss
Because I miss
That -
Need that good love
That real love
The kind of love
Where
I can hold his hand
And feel it
Be wrapped up in it
That simple love
That child-like love
I want to feel respected
Not rejected
Dejected
And unprotected
I want to feel like
I can look into his eyes
And know the world is mine
Because he would be my world
I want that good love
Where I can sit by him
And not have to
Worry about him
Looking at another chick
I need a man who can
Understand my needs
He doesn’t have to see
As I see
But I want him to hear me
Look at me
And make me smile
Without saying a joke
I want to be loved
And filled
Complete and exhausted
I want that good love
Real love
But even though
Its what I want
I can’t seem to reach it
Find it
Though I have sought it
So I just sit here
Stand
Writing at my desk
Standing in the hallway
Thinking
About real love
That-
Good love-
That I dream about so bad.

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