Aimlessly

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    Aimlessly

    There’s a park close to where you live where I got struck by lightning.
    Last night, in a lonely dream I flew anxious and as light as a feather on my way to you.
    My skin cooled the warm wind until I got to your backyard.
    I must have gone in the wrong direction because as I grew nearer to you I became weaker.
    “No one wants me to love you”.
    They probably envy you like
    I envy the needy flesh and air that draws us apart;
    It lacks all that is pure and real.
    The world is the saddest place when you do not think me.
    Petty is the scheme of things; they just don’t feel right when you’re mad at me.
     If you neglect me we will all go hungry, sad and incomplete.
    I need you more than a fool needs a friend and more than the foully need reflection;  
                                                                               
    Without you I have neither.
    If others loved me as much as you did I’d be the luckiest of girls.
    I tried to move on alone, snapped a wing and fell into the ocean;
    Then drowned in the mouth of a shark. 
    I can overcome anything: except towards you my strength bee, bite and sting naïve.
    In my next life I will try to be loyal till I’m worthy of you
    Yesterday
    I transformed into a mermaid, swam to the bottom of the ocean and found you
     laying quiet and still in a jewelry box.
    You seemed so peaceful that I could not find the heart to hurt you, wake you, nor steal you. 
    So I swam away and left you to someone less cowardly.
    My home is a vain madhouse and a vicious cat-house as a consequence for having left you.
     A wild lion running aimlessly…

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    jubilee commented on Aimlessly

    01-11-2010

    Best of the three for touching and stirring feelings.

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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