i.
I told you this would be too much.
Maybe you just think I’m insane because I can’t write in complete sentences let alone speak them or maybe the fact that my mind is programmed differently appalls you, but I’ll have you know that my heart still beats the same as yours and my eyes still flinch when people yell too loudly.
But I guess that doesn’t make sense because you look at me like I’m less than nothing, like I’m something your phony blue eyes can’t stand the sight of.
ii.
You always knew love was another rainbow of misconception.
I remember, during our better days, how we stayed outside for hours and hours while we chased
yellow butterflies and danced to the melody of crickets chirping under the blazing sun. I remember asking why you were climbing the tallest apple tree in the orchard and you said it was because you were trying to reach a cloud for me to sit on. Now I can only see in dull grays and off-whites, because without you, colors have lost meaning, and I have lost my faith in such beauty.
iii.
Lay me down easy, because I’m hurting already.
Night was always our favorite time together and we could be found snuggled underneath patchwork quilts in your backyard, our feet intertwined between the blades of silky grass. You wrote love on my arms while I kissed your wrists, pushed back the hair on your forehead with my fingers. The stars glowed luminously and an owl hooted goodnight in the distance. I always fell asleep with my head in your lap. But lately, something is off. The owl does not whisper anymore and I think the constellations have been stolen from the sky.
iv.
I’m just your ordinary backseat goodbye.
You say nothing, but your silence tells me everything. I look deep into you, past your perfect row of teeth and hollow throat, in-between your jagged bones and the clock inside your ribcage, eternal and solemn, the one thing that is eating away every last second we’ll ever have together before you rid yourself of yet another useless something. My hair is tangled like the wires in my head and this time, the miscommunication might be fatal. Maybe you’ll never realize how heavy this notebook is from all the pages I’ve written about you and me or maybe you can’t find it in yourself to care anymore.
v.
My hazard signs are flickering and the radar for my existence is failing…
my signal is turning to static…I’m fading
…I’m fading.
Author notes
*aanika -
Hey,
So I don't know if this is what you are looking for, so sorry if it isn't, I guess this was more of a poetic prose than a real poem, but I hope it makes you feel something!
~ she still smiles x ~
*upperworld06 --
I think it's kinda a mix between numbers 10 and 9, I hope that's okay!
Option #9 -
"Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby, and I don't want to miss a thing.
'Cause even when I dream of you,
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby, and I don't want to miss a thing."
-Aerosmith-Dont Wanna Miss A Thing
Option #10 -
"She's calling out to You,
This is a call; this is a call out,
Cause everytime I fall down,
I reach out to you
And I'm losing all control now,
And my hazard signs are all out,
I'm asking you, to show me what this life, is all about."
-Thousand Foot Krutch- Call Out
A contest entry
- something to believe in. by aanika.
1000 points, ended November 26, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - lotsa quotes!!!! by upperworld06.
650 points, ended December 3, 2008, 12 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
1 - 5 of 5
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An explosion of poetic sorrow... Quite beautiful. I find this to be one of your better writes, but then again, I've only read three so far lol. Exceptional, I love the images. Heart-wrenching, to the max. I found fragments of myself in this.. A flaw-fully perfect piece.
And I say that because regardless of the flaws (that are invisible to mine eyes), this is still a wonderful piece of perfection. Bravo.
Floating on nostalgia and fallen stars,
~S.
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ii.
You always knew love was another rainbow of misconception.
I remember, during our better days, how we stayed outside for hours and hours while we chased
yellow butterflies and danced to the melody of crickets chirping under the blazing sun. I remember asking why you were climbing the tallest apple tree in the orchard and you said it was because you were trying to reach a cloud for me to sit on. Now I can only see in dull grays and off-whites, because without you, colors have lost meaning, and I have lost my faith in such beauty.
oh.
thank you. <3
this is beautiful -
yeah thats fine, this is awesome by the way. i love the way you wrote it and told different parts of the persons life. good job and good luck
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This was so sad. The power and hopelessness in the stanzas/words was flooring. I can't think of anything else to say. This was stunning.
Speechless
xo
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WOW
This was excellent.
The passion and power behind every word is backed up by the emotion radiating from it
and the imagery is penned well also
terrific piece
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