Dreams of Bubble Wrap

was it wrong of me to want absolutely everything

while waiting on doors that never fully shut

lingering around random thoughts

lost in fountains of anything but

springtime is almost here again

winter was colder than I seem to remember

fall slipped by before we knew what to do

and summer slept as the waves rolled by, why?

can you blame me for being that ingenue

for craving that safe harbor  I've never known

but always believed in,

someday

some~ way

songs in my head remind me

of another time, when you were my everything

now, I am nothing

but words on a page

left to the elements

I'll soon disappear...

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love can be that protective bubble wrap...but when it is gone...we are left to face the elements of pain until we wither away...

words on a page, empty, disappearing like a heart with no purpose.

[Alisa Js]

Yes exactly....and yet, as long as we have breath, we have hope for a brighter tomorrow...
😃🎉

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~~ heartbreaking but beautiful poetry, dear alisa... ~~ the title is particularly perfect... and maybe i shouldn't be saying this but i do think that the disappearance of the self... triggered by another's behaviour... sometimes makes the self more substantial... ~~ we discover what we're all about... and we discover what we can withstand without losing our conscience...

[Alisa Js]

Aloha serah,

Is it self or ego that disappears?

I wonder...
read moreAloha serah,

Is it self or ego that disappears?

I wonder...

Thank you for your time and energy.

Alisa💫

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~~ well... in my case... i completely lost myself... ~~ there was a time when i was completely demolished... absolutely crushed... ~~ i had to rebuild my 'self' from scratch... very, very slowly... and when i did... i realized who i was... not completely... but to a great extent... ~~ now i cannot be demolished in the same way again... ~~ i actually read a lot of poetry on this site at the time... and i began the process of reconstruction by determining the kind of poetry i like and the kind of poetry i don't like... and through that process i learnt how to tell the difference between reality and delusions... and convictions and blind faith... it was a very tedious but very rewarding process... ~~ i hope you haven't experienced that sort of demolition, dear alisa... ~~ that sort of demolition is just too tough to overcome...

[Alisa Js]

Hello serah,

I feel for you and am sorry your soul suffered such anguish.

read moreHello serah,

I feel for you and am sorry your soul suffered such anguish.

I have experienced soul crushing pain in the past, primarly due to unhealthy romantic relationships I found myself in, thinking I could help the person change into a better version of himself. Sadly, I discovered unless someone wants to change from the inside out, nothing will help him...

Wishing you a great weekend... or what's left of it...

alisa ;-)

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~~ hi alisa... your comment didn't get posted because of a technical glitch... in my updates, i can see this much... "Hello serah, I feel for you and am sorry your soul suffered such anguish. I have experienced soul crushing pain in the past, primarly due to unhealthy romantic relationships I found myself in, thinking I could help the person change into a bett.. " ... ~~ and i want to say how sorry i am that you've been through an excruciating experience in the past...

~~ the only thing that really helps anyone change is information/education... and even then... they sometimes choose to reject it... ~~ in my case, my partner got brainwashed, joined a cult, left the cult, had a relapse and ended up in another cult-like set up which is where he is now... ~~ it could happen to anybody... ~~ he's the most precious person in my life... so i write letters to him about what happened to him... almost every day... and post them on a blog... and he reads them... almost every day... since the last two years... and i'm pretty sure he's read everything i've ever written even before that including all the verse i write to him and email him and post on my profile... ~~ we met because we used to read each other's poems...

~~ what i'm saying is that sometimes people are so injured that they take time to mend and heal... ~~ if they are precious to us, we choose to patiently provide them with information that would help them mend and heal... day after day after day...

~~ if they are not precious to us, we walk away... ~~ i have walked away from certain people... ~~ i didn't feel like being patient with them... ~~ and maybe they didn't like me enough to listen... and acknowledge whatever i was saying in some way... ~~ my partner acknowledges what i say... and i respect him immensely for that... ~~ i don't know if i'd be able to... if i was in the sort of difficult situation that he's in...

[nazia]

Its never wrong to want something or anything.... You perfectly captured the essence of desire, longing and losing.. very crafty..

[Alisa Js]

Aloha,

Thank you for your time and comments. I will be by soon,

Alisa💫

[ANTO]

Aloha Alisa. I hope you are well dear friend.
Ah, this one...
Left standing alone on the moors, with feet in the swamp grasses of disappointment at the foot of Mount Promise; the elements will indeed take their toll. Songs that made the heart sing now make the soul sink.
I feel the pain throughout this dear poet. Its excellent!

[Alisa Js]

Hello to you from across land and sea🌄🌅🌃

Aloha ANTO,

Thank you for your time and comments. They are deeply appreciated. Sometimes memories can be quite heart wrenching...😘

On the other hand, it serves as a great inspiration....

I am well, thank you for asking. I trust all is well in your part of the universe.

Alisa💫