Where to Begin

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Where to Begin

You push me away and then come back again,

Wondering where we can someday begin.

The end is the only place we ever see.

In the depths of your eyes all I see is me.

Graceful arms once spread out wide,

Now hang closely tucked to my side.

My face once turned up to the warmth of the sun,

Now hangs melted with dreams left undone.

A glowing smile always lifted to the sky,

Has now grown cold, empty, and dry.

I see you yearning for something more,

As you once again walk out that silent door.

You’ll be back in a couple of meaningless days,

With promises of forever changing your ways.

With mocking words you’ll promise a life,

That will lead down a road of hidden strife.

You’ll push me away and deliver the end,

With the smile of angel and voice of a friend.

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Qualin commented on Where to Begin

05-15-2011

THIS WOULD MAKE A REAL GOOD SONGWANT TO HEAR IT PUT TO MUSIC? VERY GOOD WRITE QUALIN

badwan commented on Where to Begin

10-12-2010

A heart touching poetry, poets always suffering mor than others, cause they are having softer hearts and feelings. Regds.

soulwriter commented on Where to Begin

10-11-2010

How true to life this is - and I was especially taken by the line "Now hangs melted with dreams left undone". Well done - live Strong!!

jamie7121f

10/12/2010

thank you!!! i'm glad you enjoyed it :)

Len commented on Where to Begin

10-09-2010

Putting emotions into words is very difficult, but you seem to have done it with the greatest of ease. WELL DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!

angelchaser commented on Where to Begin

10-09-2010

Heartwrenching pain, yet written so beautifully. 10 from me.

jamie7121f

10/12/2010

Thank You!!

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

jamie7121f’s Poems (20)

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Life's Path 2
Goodbye 4
Closing Doors 1
Merry Christmas M's 4
The Dream 7
Stars 9
Twlight 9
At The End 6
Pretty Perfect Memories 5
Swan Lake 8
Where to Begin 14
These Eyes 10
Rain Drops 13
Camp Fire 6
It's That Time 5
You Gave Me 4
Letter to My Bank 1
Mourning 6
A Broken Past 3
A Friendship Lost 6