The Collector

3 Comments

Tags:
  • Love
  • ,
  • Passion

    The Collector

    Today, I stumbled upon something that i really had to have.
    In my eyes it was precious, and i figured i was the only one who should have it.
    So i bought it and stored it with my collectables.
    But it didn’t fit in with the other ones.
    This one was the best one i have ever seen.
    For weeks, i pondered taking it out of the box and playing with it.
    But i was afraid to damage something so precious.
    Months go by and it’s still there, i came by often just to watch it and admire its beauty.
    But now i feel like I’m ready.
    I feel mature enough to handle things that are fragile.
    so i decided to take it out the box and hold it, love it , admire it, show it how much it means to me by spending time with it..............................................................................................
    And that’s exactly how i feel about him.
    My collectable that i have left on the shelf for fall to long.
    If he is ready to come out of the box, he should know I am older, wiser, and more mature to be there if he would let me.

    Poem Comments

    (3)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    ESSENCEOFLOVE commented on The Collector

    12-05-2010

    I enjoyed this one very much.The analogies were right on point. Waiting until the right time to enter a relationship is a very mature attitude. It shows growth and wisdom. Great write.......E

    cmlestrade commented on The Collector

    03-07-2010

    Lovely!! A wonderful commentary on fear, growth maturity and acceptance of self.

    Crush commented on The Collector

    02-23-2010

    oh my goodness...i love this. this is such a precious piece.." This one was the best I have ever seen...'' is a fantastic line that leaves the reader wondering until the end. however, i knew where you going with this and i enjoyed the ride. quite enterrtaining and thank you ! 10 from this guy.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    mcelvain’s Poems (26)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    The Broken Ones 3
    The Collector 3
    Where Were You? 5
    Too Much 3
    blooming 0
    those telemarketers 2
    just a thought of many 0
    Lovers Paradise. 0
    Forgotten 1
    accidental assassin 1
    DARKNESS 0
    TEST OF LOVE: R U READY? 1
    PRETTY LITTLE PICTURES 0
    3 TEARS 0
    LOOKING FORWARD 0
    ENGINE ENGINE 0
    HONEY OR GLUE. 0
    A BUTTERFLIES SECRET 2
    PRETTY LITTLE PICTURES 0
    GOOD NIGHT 0
    oh well what the hell 1
    every dog has its day 0
    the rain 0
    d telemarketers 0
    darkness 0
    test of relationship: r u ready? 0