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By Marshall Hann Submitted by blessed23 Date: 2005 Nov 22 Comment on this Work [[2005.11.22.05.09.18301]] |
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Listen to your thoughts hear their hushed whispers. convey their message with your clumsy tongue to any stranger that is patient enough Listen to your thoughts hear their hushed whispers. convey their message with your clumsy tongue to any stranger that is patient enough to hear you out Listen to your heart and feel each sound pulsing with a desperate hope that cannot be controlled (it just won't go away) Well its good to know that you'll be okay: I remember how you assured me in the eye of the storm but I'm still locking doors and gazing out the windows for a sign that you still breathe and that you think of me from time to time When I leave my home I march(or run) down the cities sidewalks depending on whether the sun is shining (setting in a beautiful haze) or the stars weep (mourning the distance between us) I no longer walk, I'm bored by the pace of time and its repetitive predictable nature I have struggled: fought a bitter war with faith and love but after all these years I am inclined to surrender now that I understand the writings on this cornerstone of my life Listen to your soul hear every sound, feel every vibration, (know that it exists) heed its needs and desires (then feel the ecstasy of an all consuming warmth that Understanding will spawn) *question yall.... in the second last stanza i'm thinking of taking out the last three lines to it, they jsut dont seem to fit. also i changed the last three lines of the poem from "eel the all consuming warmth/that understanding will spawn" thoughts, opinions on the matter are welcome, or if theres something else you don't think fits or should be changed for one reason or another don't be afraid to gimme swome criticism yo,likes dislikes,.... all that jazz, is appreciated and will be returned. |