The Difference Is

The Difference Is

A Poem by Pablo Cole

Poet 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
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Pablo Cole
Pablo Cole

St. John's, Canada



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poems primarily about solitude, isolation, love/hate, rejection, mental illness, beauty, and life exquisite. more..

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