You Can Wake Up Now, The Universe Has Ended

You Can Wake Up Now, The Universe Has Ended

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan
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Title taken from Nicholas Ray's Rebel Without a Cause. The mind is a sea of madness. We're all drowning in truth and lies; love and hate, illusions and self.

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Love for the sake of love chases dreams but wakes up a bedroom ghost.
When the clouds parted I was born a tear drop. I fell for you and fell apart.
Disappearing in cigarette smoke. In love with you, I'm still waiting to come alive.
We're only shadows, someone to shame and someone to blame we're all strange. 

Following the sun I sometimes feel like disappearing,
Some how still alive. Most days it would be better to just stay asleep.
Unwritten poems and unsaid words can't make up for the letters we never sent.
True love aches the heart like postcards of places you've never seen.

Waves in my mind are crashing over my will, breaking apart at least we tried.
Being myself is hard enough, I'm weak even though we're under the same stars.
Dreams come and go, rain beats against my window. Nightmare becomes daily when you're in love.
My head under the pillow can't drown the world, all we do is assist in one another's demise.

Feeling like a ghost when surrounded by people
Gradually we fall in love but fall out of love with the world, 
Typically falling in and out of love, we fall in love with the world again.
Clinging to love I fell off a bridge and back into my own life. 

© 2010 Sweet & Tender Hooligan


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We all long for the one who will awaken us to our purpose, to love, to life itself. Time after tiem we get disappointed that the promise is never quite delivered, never quite realized. We struggle to attain the unattainable. meanwhile, in our search, we do become part of something larger, and it confuses the hell out of us, but we keep trying.

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We all long for the one who will awaken us to our purpose, to love, to life itself. Time after tiem we get disappointed that the promise is never quite delivered, never quite realized. We struggle to attain the unattainable. meanwhile, in our search, we do become part of something larger, and it confuses the hell out of us, but we keep trying.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well...
The entire piece just nailed emotion after emotion. It's very clearly a personal piece, but the feelings were such that many of the audience could intimately relate to.
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True love aches the heart like postcards of places you've never seen.
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I think you just summarized my past year...
Phenomenal.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I feel this way a lot. well done

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I love the last section of this poem:
"Feeling like a ghost when surrounded by people
Gradually we fall in love but fall out of love with the world,
Typically falling in and out of love, we fall in love with the world again.
Clinging to love I fell off a bridge and back into my own life. "
If I could brand anything as having an essence of you--what I have come to know as you and the desolate beauty within the garden of your soul--this is it. There's an ever slipping loneliness, longing for another heart to soothe it, but knowing that no just love but the entire world is a festering wound that the writer embraces yet resents present in this that brands it different from all the other run of the mill poetry produced these days.
Fantastically gorgeous and satisfying, Russy. Another one of my my very favourites that you've written!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is awesome....
kinda like a fancy pink floyd song
or something. i like it. !! (:

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the fact that your writing is so different. You really engulf the reader in your thoughts... I also like the fact that you're not afraid to use full and rounded sentences, sometimes even multiple sentences, in each line rather than the one to five words most people tend to stick to. Very nicely written. I really loved the first stanza, but the entire thing was beautiful. Nice work.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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This impressed me. The words in the poem sound so meaningful to the reader like it's written from your heart. I like the emotions expressed it blows my mind away. I think your very creative and this poem is incredible. When you described the nightmare it really felt like to the reader that the poet was really living in a nightmare. Awesome!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is amazing and ever so well written.
I like this write alot.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

there is so much gorgeous human threading moving through this poem that is more like a visual tapestry depicting helixes of love and heartbreak~

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I absolutely loved this, I shelved it in my library! Awesome write!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tags: rebel without a cause, end of the universe, heartache, dreams, despair, nightmares, love, longing

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Sweet & Tender Hooligan
Sweet & Tender Hooligan

Newport, South Wales, United Kingdom



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I'm Russell from Wales. I've been writing for many years. Writing is important to me and its my only reason for being on this site. I like to take my time on my poems and I hope to keep learning an.. more..

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