ramz
2006-02-23, 07:03 PM
starting yesterday, I got a nearly uncontrollable urge that I haven't had in over a decade: to write a poem...or something roughly resembling it... I don't really know what this is, and I don't really care if it's "good" or not...It's how I'm feeling, so there...
too fast
too many
people to say the
same hi to
two million
people to show the
same smile to
too scared
to risk sharing
something sacred
true sham
to risk caring
becoming naked
is it too much
to ask to touch
someone with
something real, ideal
no spiel
are we too stuck
on me to give a fuck
about someone with
something whimsical, atypical
not simply tangible
when did we start
to fall apart
forever missing someone with
something inspired, desired
for life's meaning required
can we only be
in reality
only sometimes loving someone with
something wanted, flaunted
mere minutes spent vaunted
not to be theatrical
but that's just hypocritical
finding someone with
some generosity, comity
is not an impossibility
you can't plead for meaning
and have distrust intervening
because someone with
something true, that you'd pursue
shut out, the door closed by you
you desert island wrought
of hands yours now distraught
you thought someone with
something connected, unexpected
was just show for you, affected
those in your life speak true
concern the slightest peek to
believe in someone with
something worth a plunge for, lunge for
meaning in love, your doubt expunge for
too many
people to say the
same hi to
two million
people to show the
same smile to
too scared
to risk sharing
something sacred
true sham
to risk caring
becoming naked
to grow
too fast
too many
people to say the
same hi to
two million
people to show the
same smile to
too scared
to risk sharing
something sacred
true sham
to risk caring
becoming naked
is it too much
to ask to touch
someone with
something real, ideal
no spiel
are we too stuck
on me to give a fuck
about someone with
something whimsical, atypical
not simply tangible
when did we start
to fall apart
forever missing someone with
something inspired, desired
for life's meaning required
can we only be
in reality
only sometimes loving someone with
something wanted, flaunted
mere minutes spent vaunted
not to be theatrical
but that's just hypocritical
finding someone with
some generosity, comity
is not an impossibility
you can't plead for meaning
and have distrust intervening
because someone with
something true, that you'd pursue
shut out, the door closed by you
you desert island wrought
of hands yours now distraught
you thought someone with
something connected, unexpected
was just show for you, affected
those in your life speak true
concern the slightest peek to
believe in someone with
something worth a plunge for, lunge for
meaning in love, your doubt expunge for
too many
people to say the
same hi to
two million
people to show the
same smile to
too scared
to risk sharing
something sacred
true sham
to risk caring
becoming naked
to grow