Published January 17, 2011
You writhing little wretch, where have you been?
You slithering snake, where next will you bend?
You lash out and attack or worse; tease!
I'm done being your puppet,
You are now my enemy.
I've looked for you for years
You so ellusive.
I've felt your presence, vaguely,
But nothing too conclusive.
Your cold touch, I feel, reaching for my heart,
An enemy who has me beaten from the very start.
For if you have control over my emotions,
Who can I trust? Where is my cushion?
My walls are now down, my gates are open,
My castle's invaded, the king is chokin',
But where is the queen? She even around?
"I saw her fleeing, on the edge of town!"
As I drop to my knees, for I am the victim,
I feel your presence, that deadly venom!
You snuck in and planted a bomb of destruction,
When I thought you were the answer to my problems.
Love; you dastardly, lying crippling friend!
But I am now wise, too bad it's the end . . .
I wasted so much time looking for you,
When you would be the death,
Of all that I just KNEW was true.
I should have loved myself before,
I ran looking for you, and opened the door,
to my heart, where you planted knife after knife,
Yet all I want now, is for you to be my Wife.
I'm ready to face all these fears that I have,
If you would say yes, and be my better half.
I've searched for you for years in the wrong locations,
This is my home; my final destination.
Here in your arms, where i feel safe,
My wife; my love; Love, my ring-wraith.
You snuck in again, healing old wounds.
I would never trust you again,
But see you soon.
You disguised yourself, as an old friend.
When I needed you most, you were there 'till the end.
Love how great you are!
Oh how wonderful!
How fantastic and great and tangible.
When before you were just a dream; a means to an end,
Now my wife; my gateway, to heaven.
I do love you, with all my heart.
You are more than my wife,
My friend; my life, the choicest part.
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This poem is bipolar. It's schizophrenic. It's all-over-the-fucking-place. I loved it very much. You, my friend, are awesome. I await your next piece of work.
I thoroughy enjoyed this poem. Its two contrasting parts speaking of the same being flow in a wa that makes the poem great. The first part hatred, anger, sorrow, really showed the darkest side ofr love, and the second shows how high it can ascend, how great it is to be loved and to love. This poem reminds of several short stories I have written like this. Great job.
Hi.
i don't usually read poems. But i clicked on one, you know just for the casual glance.
I'm no expert, but i really enjoyed reading this. I like how it starts off angry and accusations. Then melts into love. Really good!!
~ T.K
When i first started reading this I was like wow he was in a bad mood...but then you turned it into something really beautiful and true. The anger part was very well written and I was able to really feel the hate. Then when you got to the end i could really feel the love.