J.Lee Posted January 29, 2005 She is older than Age Yet younger than wisdom Thou her eyes scanned Only 18 years of life Her Love knows no bounds Like a boundary that is boundless But she keeps it bounded Cause her heart cries for them Yet hate doesn't hear a sound She feels alone amidst this crowd As she walks with a measured pace her heart beating with fluid grace Like the raindrops falling synonymously As the tears streaming down their face For they've lost another to the enemy Yet love's haters chatter around about her And how young is she, to be blinded by love? I guess she loves love But truly doesn’t know love They utter so confidently No, She hasn’t met love personally They never chanced to exchange pleasantries But She feels love and love loves her And Thou you say love is blind, Her Loves vision is quite fine She wants to says yet says nothing For nothing is something at least in her mind She is loved to her heart's content Thus is content with love in her heart While Hate leaves residual weakness Lurkin in their soul like a Subterranean fault line prone to unexpected Eruption She knows it rests in a deep dark place Where it simmers and bubbles like Hot,Sulfurous Magma I guess that is why As she looks up at the Seattle sky She cries for Hate with hate yet her eyes remain dry Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
General Duke Posted January 29, 2005 She is loved to her heart's content Thus is content with love in her heart That got me... A very simple yet complext piece with sadness at the core. Beautiful. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Instinct.Poet Posted February 1, 2005 I digged the lines, really well. metaphorical/yet subliminal sadness is what i felt? seatle skies remain gray my sight ain't bad,i've just seen what you said rain so much thou your hills decay what more can i say i feel like edgar allan poe nevermore, nevermore shalll i return to thee everbored,everbored seatle.......... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Gabbal Posted February 1, 2005 I don't really understand why people associate seattle with rain, It doesn't even rain that heavy so that our "hills decay". As for the "Overbored overbored" was there really any need for that to be repeated? Word :cool: , another beautiful poem. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
raula Posted February 1, 2005 And how young is she, to be blinded by love? yes too damn young to be feeling such "strange" emotions somebody should call 911. Seattle is synonymous to SanFranscisco-except the downpour-very hilly & the greenery pastures remind me of tuulo barwaaqo . Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Bess. Posted February 3, 2005 i don't know about y'all, it made me tear up a little bit.... .....but i loved it as usual...missy too deep....don't hurt urself....keep it real sweetie.... ps...horn, i hear u r rolling some wheels....gonna give me a ride soon? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
J.Lee Posted February 3, 2005 Strange Emotions kulahaa, I'm calling Hooyo Raula to tell her, How my "little" niece made fun of my feelings. Horn , Heedheh, Take a chill pill dee, it was just an opinion. Anyway Thanks for the Replies Poet and Duke. I didn't even notice the sadness in the poem till I read it now. War Balaayo. Ms Pili Pili, if you expecting a ride from ol' boy you might as well start buyin' metro tickets. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
