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Miss Optimism
Contributed by
itsmenow
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Sunday, 15th August 2010 @ 10:12:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I could leave here today, I could leave you tomorrow, if I pick up and leave either way you'll feel sorrow.
You can blame this on you; you can put this on me, wherever such blame falls what happens will be.
Lets look back on the good times, leave the bad in the past; lets say we knew this was coming, and didn't dream it would last.
We could say i'm not leaving, we could let love resound, we could hold out for a day, and pretend i'll stick around.
I could stop for the moment and take a deep breathe; just think thing this through, hell I could work it to death.
You can tell me you hate me then spit in my face; you can tell me i'm nothing that this time was a waste.
I could look in your eyes and beg your forgiveness, and say that this wasn't my plan with god as my witness.
But then where would we be, what would that do? Tomorrow stills comes; the world doesn't stop turning for you.
We could just run away be together in bliss, some place that we we've never heard of must be better than this.
All the people we know would say that we've lost our minds. And perhaps they'd be right, we'd only find out with time.
So where would you go where would we run? Some place exotic? Somewhere that'd be fun?
Just to find we're alone, but together just as well; in time we would find we made our own personal hell.
You don't truly know me any better than I think I know you; when I choose to leave will it really cut through?
If i'm gone in an instant, in the blink of an eye, will you feel i've betrayed you, like it was all just a lie?
There aren't many things that i'd promise but this, it won't be easy to leave you, I don't want that last kiss.
I said many things, and all still ring true, but a ring on your finger, won't pass from me to you.
That was never the plan, I don't mean to be frank, but i'll never get married, you can take that to the bank.
Not that I didn't want love, i'm wide open to receive, but not at the cost of losing everything in which I believe.
My words are as dust, as smoke even vapor, they'll fade into blackness like the ink on this paper.
I'll stop now for this moment is as good as is any, to taper this off; I think I said plenty.
Have no doubt in your mind baby girl you be missed. I know you'll be mad, you might even be pist.
But miss optimism find the sun through the rain.Stay as resilient as ever, find the hope that remains.
And love me for now, give your lips for tonight, forget tomorrow will come, forget dawns early light.
Pretend all is well, put these thoughts from your mind. You're too cute not to smile, you'll be happy with time.
I've not clipped your wings so I know you can fly. I've not kicked your feet out, you can run if you try.
I hate to let go yet I let live and let die, but tonight is for us, in the morning we can both say goodbye...
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itsmenow
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2010-08-15 22:12:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Miss Optimism
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Sunday, 15th August 2010 @ 11:04:55 PM AEST (User
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This is a mesmerizing, strong, mystic write. you hooked me right into the first line to the last.
Amazing.
blessings,
emy
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Re: Miss Optimism
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jameskistner on
Monday, 16th August 2010 @ 07:58:22 AM AEST (User
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Really like the way this poem flows and reads! You have talent! |
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Re: Miss Optimism
(User Rating: 1 ) by TsunamiWaverider on
Monday, 16th August 2010 @ 06:56:42 PM AEST (User
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You have some amazingly good lines in there...the kind of lines that make me wish i had thought of them. There were touches of pure brilliance in it, but i can't help but feel that with a lot of work and time it could be so much tighter and flow so much more smoothly. I sometimes agonize over a line - even a few words - for days, weeks, even months, tweaking it here and there trying to get it to flow better, and i feel that your poem has sooo much potential - if it were tighter. But, having said that, i really really enjoyed it! Good job. |
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