The Difference IsA Poem by Pablo ColePoet for my heart Fighting for inward glory Maybe not that smart A bored child Wishing for just a chart I just want a story I wasn't alone all of this time! Essays I wrote on the pavement Keeping an ember of color in my self That expands to a masterpiece in imagination Nightly Teach me the realms of the spiritual and the sensual Owl, animal watcher, wise to the mistakes I've made Seeing the feminine aspect in nature Just as strong in its nurturing Is this natural world unbridled or constructed? I know I have known the doubt: When cruel is the game, and gentle compassion My passion is in measure of the optimist's forged mentality The catharsis: Belief That wrongs can be righted Tragedy endured, escaped Love saved and adored We don't realize our luck our fortune our blessing our graces And we are strong Even when things appear unfair Falling into dreams reprieves routinely calling Toward the spontaneous wonderment process of experience In the cradle of life I am speaking without fear of being the fool who understands you Romancing love and your beauty, my wonder absolute I am dreaming we will forgive when we forget the long march before Can we bridge the gap in the aftermath? Gimme your arms around me sincerely! Not asking for love Gimme kisses Like opening petals I need Giant kisses Giant giant kisses They protect me from the pain In the dark of night In your kiss, I am in the sunlight Help me forget And in my poetic muse we are superheroes I smile awkwardly as I am shaking off this rusty Darth Vader suit I am burying the panic in my chest And we don't find a worry about the sun burning out As the meterorites generally whittle out Been looking over my shoulder for ten years now And it's a town of fog and no ones there or cares to bomb or shoot me Sometimes it's hard not knowing how it's supposed to be Child, we are what we are supposed to be And it's all on your mind I miss you tonight I will go further Resolve the enmity between the close Can't stop the hurt and the dying I could not heal Until I did forgive It's hard to do it right When you have so much on your mind Don't ask any more of anyone In need of someone else And maybe I am all of the things you thought And when I find true love I will love truer and more completely than has ever been done I will make up for all the pain I will listen to you this time and I will know and understand The difference I am me on my own terms I am a soul that shines and next time my love will be better © 2014 Pablo Cole |
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Added on September 29, 2014 Last Updated on September 29, 2014 AuthorPablo ColeSt. John's, CanadaAboutpoems primarily about solitude, isolation, love/hate, rejection, mental illness, beauty, and life exquisite. more..Writing
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