Mar 01, 2008 11:49
Friday, February 29, 2008
“seeking”
The look from across the room
I feel it
Glancing, attempts are made to catch
Those eyes
Where are they?
What are they seeking?
The feeling is fleeting…
Gone in a flash,
Leaving me only with the
Vaguest of impressions.
“Charming”
Endearing
Smiling
Simply charming.
Disarming
Engaging
Doubtless guilt.
Embracing
Loosing
Sinking feeling.
Catching
Falling
Surely letting go.
“Femme”
Soft
Easy
Easy going
Going deeper
Inside
Crushed heart
Worn on a sleeve
Torn eternally
Both sides of the coin
That is flipped
Over and over again
Which side to choose?
Which one will win?
The easy one
Care feel solitude
Walking hand in hand
With Justice,
The kind that only a Friend
Can provide.
Of the female Kind.
Femme Divine
Goddess like
Simple in the making
Sweet in the Creating
Depth for the delving
Felt as though we were one.
“Out of your Depth”
The water is creeping over the edges, now.
There is no escape, nowhere to go.
No where to run to.
Over your head, out of your depth,
You fight the current.
Headstrong
Full hardy
Stubborn, more than to a fault.
More than Just for the sake of
Being unique.
Different than the rest, you
Thought that you could
Handle it all.
Like Atlas, you shrugged
Off all those who wished
To give you strength
Support
Guidance in the long dark night.
The fall came so swift, so assured
Hit you like a bullet.
Their Aim was true.
And down you fell,
& there shall You be buried.
“Friend of my Enemy”
The friend of my enemy,
Is my foe as well.
The wolf in sheep’s’ clothing,
Who poses as my Friend,
Carries with them the means to stab
Me in the back.
The enemy of my Enemy, is truly
The Best friend that I could have.
We can wage wars, destroy cities,
Form alliances, if only for a brief
Moment in Time.
If you be the enemy of my Friend,
Be warned. Be Cautioned.
I will find you.
I will seek you out till end of my Days.
There will be no stopping my Vengeance.
poetry