What I desire

Wishes bring the best from us.

I want so much
That my list extends by every second
In which I look at the shades of sunset and wet earth.
Sounds roam in all the fibers of my body
Starting to shudder at longing
To hear them for the first time
When everything seemed pure like
A child's soul.

I want to stay here a little longer.
Where I first saw what it was like
To hope again that you don't dream
When your desires come true
When the stars appear in the sky.
To see what it's like to fall in love
And to dream about him in the middle of the night
How he kisses you on the forehead and whispers
How much he loves you.

What I want is a mystery to you that neither my words written on the sheets
Leave you with only some deleted clues
By hidden metaphors and epithets
Among the lyrics written while the music
Repeats thousands of times in my mind
Like a tornado
That drives away any thought.

All I want is to be able to see again
The world as in the beginning, an infinite mystery
Who and now tries me every step of the way.
The emotions I experience suffocate me,
Consume me to the point of exhaustion,
To the last drop of life.

Author's Note

I wrote this one when I felt like I could never forgive myself for what I've done. Now, I am healing and every day I am thinking that hope is my only escape.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe dear Bianca. We need someone to excite our soul.
"Consume me to the point of exhaustion,
To the last drop of life."
I liked the above lines. We need someone to make us feel loco and crazy. Otherwise, life become a still mate, where no-win can win. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[bianca]

Not only to excite our soul but to make us feel life is not useless as some of us think. And you developed this idea. Thank you for your words!

Bianca

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Bianca. We need reasons to be alive. Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry.

[Chris Shaw]

'I want so much' and you told your readers why. Your poetic expression is beautiful. Keep dreaming and remain hopeful. Your emotions will aid your writing, and that in turn can be healing.

Chris

[bianca]

Thank you so much, Chris!

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome.

[Tina]

Glad your Healing, writing can be very therapeutic. Beautiful poem

[bianca]

Thank you, Tina!

[Chris]

Don't sell yourself short for having "feelings"... it IS what people DO - have feelings... dreams, wishes - even hopes. Sometimes (for a lucky few) the other person also has that level of feeling toward us - but, not always.

[bianca]

Dreams are keeping us alive. That's why I don't give up when it comes to them. Thank you,Chris!