Wednesday, January 26, 2011

poem: wordless symmetry

Sometimes I write poems, too.

My heart smiles, always, at you
Like a robot, you are, now, and before
In that metal robot heart of yours does it,
Can it love, I wonder
I wonder if it beats faster at the sound of my voice,
At the wordless symmetry we share when we see each other

Almost in a parallel universe we drift though meeting in short, but always sweet moments
I was hiding from the cruel realities of life when you gingerly picked me off the floor
Maybe you, here, me, us, is just a distant dream

But while I still can, I'll close my eyes and imagine
That the distance between our parallel universe can be bridged by more than feelings,
More than thoughts or words,
And I will smile, at you, always, in my heart.



And here's one I wrote a long time ago. Seems quite funny to read it aloud now!

Sunday, May 01, 2005
Reverie
::poem::

The serenity in borderland sends Sara into reverie-
Of newfound love beyond the bend, the wondrous roaming upon faraway lands
Transfixed, both were, by the intensity of a glance:
For a moment then, and hence thereafter
Love struck them, both him, and her.
Fresh, rosy apples plucked in Summer's breeze
With grassy smells and bushy trees
In spirit lulled with invisible joy
They traipsed, they leapt
Thro' the blissful glen
Of woody green
Sara loved so deep, and so true-
But she loved another, too.
One not as fun, nor as fair:
This marked the beginning of her despair.
Her beauteous eyes spied in dismay
Dark clouds that marred her happy days
In merry vale her love held true,
In borderland- she wished she knew.
Despite her joy and smiles untold
She wished one moment just to behold
The other's arms woven beneath her thighs,
The warmth and sparkle in the other's eyes
Knew then, as now, she had to choose
Sara wished - And so the tale goes;
She found herself without him or the other
Just happy by herself, over the border
From the faraway vale to the borderland
Her story was told, to those in love
Choose wisely now, lest you regret
A life of love, it may be sad
Happy dreams lie in reverie
Perhaps for you, more so for me.