I went looking for something different, maybe embedded in the rooms of other worlds. Possibly feelings contained in oceans, drunk from singing romantic melodies.
I found skies running backward and started asking myself too many questions about just how I should be. Then across my face ran my inner child and solved the mystery.
Under my feet, I stepped on syllables I had charmed into becoming a song of the morning. Just to watch them staring back into the sea of my soul on pages requiring nothing from me.
I went looking for something different, entranced in complete curiosity. What I found was a flower unwinding each petal into the light of day.
Embedded in the rooms of other worlds there are winds that imprint pleasure in shades that cry out to the ego in sudden breaths and feelings contained in oceans burning brighter than anything I have ever said.
I went looking for something different. This is a great poem about stopping to notice the little things that are unique and beautiful around us. Sometimes love comes in a different package than what you are normally drawn to and that can make all the difference in the world.
I went looking for something different. This is a great poem about stopping to notice the little things that are unique and beautiful around us. Sometimes love comes in a different package than what you are normally drawn to and that can make all the difference in the world.
More than I can say because some things are unknown hence the mystery until it is solved :) ....but I love a good mystery to gather the pieces to the puzzle. Tremendous poem Neva!
what a stunning vision you create with this particular stanza . . . .
I found skies running backward
and started asking myself
too many questions
about just how
I should be.
Then across my face
ran my inner child
and solved the mystery.
Now my imagination wanders with this one so I will just say.. that it is beautiful and thought provoking :) xxx
Posted 13 Years Ago
No imagination needed. I followed you on your journey leading to self discovery. Birthing new ideas and stepping outside myself in amazement of others and the talents they freely share. Thank you :)
A poem that is about what you want it to be about. Read into it what you will, it is startling and sintilating. Definatley one for the library. But then again, all of yours are.
How fabulous - sounds like my journey to find myself.
Ended up finding words...which, in turn, helped me discover more about myself than most anything else I've encountered.
I found skies running backward
and started asking myself
too many questions
about just how
I should be.
Then across my face
ran my inner child
and solved the mystery.
That stanza just stood out to me without me even having to analyze it. I just know where you were at when you wrote it. Things are simple and the world is a great mystery, the world of man is complex, but the world itself is simple. Our only requirement on earth is to live (something most people don't do well), which I think some people find disturbing because people need purpose in life. I, on the other hand, always found that concept to be liberating. I find myself forgetting that idea a lot, but silence, music, poetry and nature help me to remember that. I especially love that last stanza too!
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