Transgressions of Knowledge Never To Be Learned

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Wrote it for a challenge... It probably makes even less sense than my others. It's about this girl I know... Wish I knew... Sometimes life throws those depressing curves atchya and you find out somebody is a lot colder than you had hoped they'd turn out to be.

Transgressions of Knowledge Never To Be Learned

You were there, I saw you there, joy held within your eyes

The peace within your lies

The hate which drives

To hide behind

Careless words of friendship

Spoken hastily and all too shallow

I asked you for opinion lazily all too hollow

What happened then I do not know

But I saw the change seeping through

Had the loneliness just taken its toll?
Or had I just never known you?

Does it matter either way?

I saw you there, the happiness set loose

Did you cry? Were you scared of what to choose?

What was you?

I was scared, I don’t know why

Or maybe I do

 

I don’t know how it happened

I’m not sure what I did wrong, or when

But loneliness had taken its toll

Taken away the heat of life, replaced in cold

So old

Too young to be old

Too wise to be anything else

Guess I when it’s all said and done-

-I really wasn’t all that much help

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Chaos128 commented on Transgressions of Knowledge Never To Be Learned

07-14-2010

Great job, Supes. You describe the chilling effect exquisitely. You get comfortable with a situation, break it until it's just the way you like it and then wham everything's changed. I've seen how that has a traumatic effect on a lot of people... that's why I'm glad I'm a sociopath ha ha : D

SuperChick76

07/26/2010

Thanks, chaos I really appreciate all of your comments. :D

angel33614 commented on Transgressions of Knowledge Never To Be Learned

07-13-2010

Beautiful poem my new friend!!! Filled with so much emotion and fustration that I can feel the beating of the poem's heart with each and every word as it flows so smoothly and elegantly, dripping from the pages of the paper and into my heart's keep. I can also relate to this one all to well since I have had a similar occurence happen in my life. The most fustrating part of it all is when you give so much of yourself to another with good will and intentions and you get nothing in return but the silence of never ending time. To lose someone close to your heart's keep and not even know the reason why is fustrating beyond words!!! I doubt it was anything you did wrong, sometimes it is more what the see int themselves through the looking glass self that causes them to be fearful and scared away. Sometimes when you dive deep into the darkness of another's mind you will find they really didn't want company. Perhaps you helped her/him in more ways the he/she has yet to realize, because they still live in the lies of the illusion... Perhaps I see, perhaps I am blind as a bat. Purity of the soul, journey well my new friend!!! Angel aka The Poem Buster

SuperChick76

07/17/2010

You were actually fairly close. I haven't lost her completely, just as a friend. Thank you so much for your read. :)

Mrpoetry commented on Transgressions of Knowledge Never To Be Learned

07-01-2010

your poem was cool as a fan...................................

FUBAR93 commented on Transgressions of Knowledge Never To Be Learned

06-30-2010

My God. This gave me chills, because my best friend completely turned on my last year, for no apparent reason. It still bugs me to this day, but I think reading this poem has helped me let it go a little bit. Kudos, Supa. Love and Peace Fu

SuperChick76

06/30/2010

She didn't turn on me. But it's tough to look as somebody suddenly and realize their not the same person anymore. More cynical. It can knock the breath outta you

1990lh commented on Transgressions of Knowledge Never To Be Learned

06-27-2010

Excellent write super. I relate to this in so many ways. I had to cut a friend loose recently she was just empty and full of nothing and I know I can’t change ppl so I don’t try. But the other part that I really love was the same line Scott liked "....too young to be old too wise to be anything else" I am silly person there is no hiding that, but I’ve been through so much at a young age I was force to up in ways a lot of my friends has yet to do. When they come to me complaining about vain irreverent things it’s hard for me to be sympathetic to their problems and a lot of times they think I’m just being mean. That’s why I don’t like to really get to close to ppl. I try to avoid having a really meaningful and deep conversation with them because I feel like we come from different universes. But anyway love it this was great poetry.

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.