Contention

I think I’ve found the thing I need,
Not a want a need you see.
It tugs at my heart
Not hard but ever so gently.

It’s one of those feelings
You get when you think,
Of that special thing
And into your brain it does sink.

It brings a smile up
When it’s thought about,
A nice content warm feeling
Without a doubt.

Distance cannot overcome it,
It keeps near to you.
It doesn’t discriminate
If your white, black, Muslim or Jew.

If you’ve found it,
Then you’ll know it.
It brings you to contention,
Right in your stomach’s pit.

My stomach’s pit feels very good
That true point has been found,
Nothing will tear it away from me.
Finally now I can sleep so sound.

Author notes

Well guys I am sad to say that I have been out for a little while with fnials and what not... Awful semester so it seems, and so my writing has come to somewhat of a standstill, but with summer about to be underway for me, then i will hopefully be writing a lot more than normal, and I think I can pump something out that will please you guys, I hopw this one does... that is if anyone reads my poems anymore... I have no idea... oh well for those of you that still do, then I will be glad to say that a couple of funny poems will come out of me soon enough, maybe.. this whole, love, contention thing I'm going through right now, is just an experiment, I don't know, but either way, I'm trying to expand my style, if I have one lol. but anyway, I hope you all enjoyed.
Written May 16th, 2006