Waiting

For the girl I love

Reading, and writing, my own way of fighting

Sighting the words in the pale lighting of the morning

Soaring above the clouds the golden sun shining down defining the town in the colour like no other

I’m a nature lover, looking for another forest to bury my lover, my friend, my brother in mother earth

The trees gave birth to the chirping birds just like they did for my runic words

The songs will be heard until the chorus merges with the flourish of the wildlife like the mad ramblings of a word witch

This is my life, living alive under the wide one eye of the sun, staring down on everyone

Healing the flesh I have become, loving the water, the life that runs, growing young under the breeze, natures voice, it’s tongue

The needs to believe in something so free that the very leaves breathe in the air

Caring for what would be barren wastelands but here I am, holding your hand

Walking beside you I have become a man, the sands of time live to rhyme inside the lines of tomorrow

Burrowed under the city’s grey concrete obsolete world is the epitome of love, a place that looks like the clouds above, a place I’d like to take my girl

Allowed to be loud and proud of the world we live in, the place we’ve been given, risen from the dirt the very earth like a tree branching out its roots and barking its tune in the middle of June, a view of you I could never lose

Happiness is on the breeze like another disease, catch me, caress me, growing like the bark on the trees, rough release of a touch that pleases my skin

Beginning to embrace you too, under the golden sun the silver moon, the clouds that loom over the trees, the rocks on the ground and the brown and the green, the gown and the knee I put down among the trees and ask

Will you marry me?

But you're buried physically in the dirt so below me I cannot carry on I feel like no one else knows me even if life has so much to show me I have to see it by myself, lonely

How can you show me your back and just blow me away like the breeze the way you lay dead under the cold summer shade

Your gaze fades, in the glade now I cannot even visit your grave because I don’t know where you are, sometimes it’s hard to go on when you know the one you love isn’t here, how it just feels wrong

How you’ve gone so far away from me, as creases grow on my skin as I get older, no bolder, just broader shoulders

I want to be with you, how can you be as soft as tissue, I miss you, isn’t that an issue?

Hah, my fingers form a fist because I cannot touch you again, and I clench at something I can never have, Feelings unforgotten from my boyhood, I guess now I’m a man

But not the same person stands here, sometimes I wonder just who I am, I wish I was holding your hand, but the more I hold you, the more you slip through like sands

Wish I could kiss you, the honest and harsh truth, the past thoughts that I sift through, trying to lift you, to give you back your life, give you that gift too

Your dead and I’m alone

The forest my own my very throne without you I feel as cold as the stone I sit on

Cause your gone, and life’s wrong, and time's gone on, but I’m standing still, in this run of the mill thrill I feel empty a glass never filled

Because you died, memories are curled up inside my own mind but I find I feel alone

I cannot own the moment you stole it, I know it you’ve shown it, sewn it back together to make the scars feel better but whatever I do

 I cannot remember your face that I knew, the time that blew away in the rain, ain’t it insane?

Down in the drain, in my pain, washing the stains from my body and brain, only my spirit remains

But my soul will never know love like your shown and I’ve known that you loved me and you showed me something far better than this nothing I’m knowing

And the trees see me green with my greed for you and they’re saying remember then? Remember when? I remember nothing

And everything was so f*****g lovely and now you’re above me and I’m not quite as lucky

Now I’m just nothing but a green leaf in a forest of trees, another drop of blood from a gash that continues to bleed

A seed that grows exponentially, evidently heaven sent me an angel and then God cursed me to see you leave like a summer breeze turning to fall, I feel so alone, I feel so small

The world turns on us all

And it mauled our happy ever after, with its hollow laughter, rain drowns the greener pasture, because now that reality has become a broken disaster

A casket of ash a master of earth, I’ll bury this in the dirt, my wisdom grows from my hurt

And maybe someday, this disaster will bring forth self-worth, and nourish the earth with my tears

Until your spirit appears and hears my call among the coloured leaves old August's fall, and for all I’ve done, for all I grieved, you’d run with me into the golden sun, and never leave

I fear the days done and the times over, the moon weaves me this poem alone here, a loner, no luck, no four-leaf clovers, it’s over, reality's sober, as memory fades and pain grows older, I still shudder under the thunder of the rains cold shoulder, remorseless it's over

I can only remember our love for a moment

And I promise you, I’ll never forget it, I'll live through this disaster despite the damage, but time rolls on faster and I’m a rhyme catcher, a word master, an outlaster

So I guess I’ll see you later, your picture in my minds faded, but I love you, even if time betrayed us, see you up there somewhere someday some way later chilling out with our creator new  trees new forest new themes new chorus in a land so gorgeous it must have been created by a florist, praying, and even though your smiles fading, you're still my lady

And for when I finally get there, I'll have one thing to say

I’m sorry to keep you waiting, and until that day, I will stay torn and frayed faded and degraded, belated and hated until I die

Because I love you more than the sky loves the sea, more than the sun bleeds through these trees in the forest, and more than the humanity that remains focused like dirt after rain inside of me, insanity of the moment, stolen words never spoken, let  me send you a recording, let me join your society let me free these emotions let me dream for today

While you wait for tomorrow

Author's Note

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

[Jackie]

Beautifully written. seems as though when you write, you do it so freely with no restraint or with little restraint... ..i really enoyed this.. keep it up:-)

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Your love is lucky to have an amazing poet as her lover.
"You will never die if a poet falls in love with you" this is what happened with your love.
I solely love this poem. It was interesting from the first word to the last one. Just like a vast sea of words and I was drowning in it happily.

[wordman]

wonderful tribute to your love jack

[¿]

The scenario is toally clear with it's soothing surroundings!!
And at last how express the regression.....is exactly what a reader wants to go through.....
Loved reading it sini😊