Untitled (I've heard extraordinary tales)

Untitled (I've heard extraordinary tales)

A Poem by ghaw2007

Untitled (I've heard extraordinary tales)


I've heard extraordinary tales of wonder and excitement

Come and sit beside me

And let me share them with you


My father made me hungry

Hungrier than any person ever did

Not for traditional things like exotic dishes and fine wine

But for power, for wealth, for influence

It was more valuable than capturing the sunlight

That glistened on the skin

While cruel weather slowly took over your emotions

And manipulated your sense of control and even-temperedness

It was as if a continuous injection of blood

Was being poured into my body

And suddenly I was electrified into wanting more

Than I could ever dream of having


The desire was like a tree wanting to be reattached to its roots

Fully knowing that without that primary connection

It would cease to be

It was like a bird with broken wings

Watching others like it soar through the open sky

While it walked on the ground

As if it were not what is was


I wanted that power because I knew it would be my salvation

The center of my being and purpose

How I would relate to the world

It would be like taking a cosmic trip into outer space

And having the ability to land on every planet

To dance on every star and replicate that movement throughout time

With no worries of boundaries and blockades

The universe at your fingertips

And nothing else in between


To be a soldier defending sublime temples of prosperity

Navigating through refined slums and ethnic fields

And being awarded the highest honour

Bestowed upon a dedicated fighter

Would be a joyous moment to cherish


Having an abundance of everything

And never desirous of something

Is like oxygen lifting you up to taste the sun

And soak into every shade of the rainbow

A cornucopia of necessity and pleasure


To have the magic swirling in and out of you

Is like sleeping on cool water

And always remaining dry

Like living in a sand castle

That could withstand the mightiest storm


To be in sync with different customs

And mandating your point of view

Is like changing something just by looking at it

Concentrating on the various aspects that make it unique

And adding a new and beautiful layer which is vibrant and ethereal


An hourglass that never runs out of sand

And eyes that transcend the scope of time

Beyond common measures

And into the heart of simplified matters

With clean skin, delicious breath and a confident smile

The universe at your fingertips


I've heard extraordinary tales of wonder and excitement

You sat beside me

And I shared them with you

My father made me hungry

Hungrier than any person ever did

Are you now hungry?

If so, what will you do about it?


Written by B. (Thursday, July 9, 2015)

Copyright 2015

© 2015 ghaw2007


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