Sagaciously Indulgent Narcisims

mom actually taught me better than this ;P

The happiness that you are makes me a better man
That singular surge of historic proportions keeps me alive
It's wonderful when everthing becomes irrevelant save the flood
A clenched jaw becomes a tender prelude to a kiss
The bellows sound of a singing of unbridled joy
Splintered pieces of demolished furnishings make excellent kindling
A furnace provides the heat that beats back the bitter cold
A fire that is stoked by the nesciencent glory of the moment
My time with your essence has yet met with the poetry of your name
Only in your stead do I truly learn the meaning of living.


I've spied the personal effects
you possess and have
found them...
adequate.
I could offer you
suggestions of improvement
but I'm sure my
advice would abuse
your senses.
You, obviously, think of
these treats as things
of value so I'll just
give a complementary
remark.
But, if you want to
know how you truly
appear, I mean to
others of course,
trust me in this
most important of
moments.
A possession or an
opportunity will only
bring the Joneses
to your door.
Don't play that game,
let them keep up with you.
I'll show you what
I mean, just lend me
your shoes.


No angry animal inside
That would never do
Who needs that fear
A weakness one can do without
Join me, my manners' good
You'll soon know me well
Because sustenance is comfort
It's the very lap of luxury
Measure, prepare and consume
Repeat as often as wanted
The brain and the belly
The two are mutually yoked
Desire complements development
In a way that is satisfying
It's a very simple equation
The more you have the more you gain


I've been polyonused
and now
I'm loving the langour


Once, I found myself in a maze. Every so often I'd come across a
red arrow painted on the floor pointing a direction, I assumed, that
would lead me to my goal. After some time I realized that they all
pointed in the same direction and hopes for my release would not
exactly be satisfied. They brought me to another set of arrows only
these were on the walls and they were blue. Eventually, the circles
they took me through made me lightheaded and left me wanting. I'd
thought relief was near when above my head I saw purple arrows
taking me places I'd had yet to go. From there everthing went dark
and I slept. When I woke the maze was no more, and though I'm not
looking I've yet to find it again.


It's an exceptional focus that leads me to this
An attention to details that I can repeat as I choose
Because without it you might just get the best of me
For me, it goes without saying, what I need someone else has
And I've developed the skills to get from them all I want
The beauty of it is, once obtained all aquired is used as desired
And a prodigal nature matters to staying properly motivated
It wouldn't be wise to rest on your laurels when playing in the dark


I was a boy when I fell for you.
There was no frame of reference,
but you made me feel like a man.
Head held high with my chest
stuck out.
Even though you weren't always around,
you always came back.
My best friend first showed me
what you were all about and he
never allowed me to forget
that you have the power to
pull me away from all forms
of insecurity.
And just like me, you love
a good ironic turn.
I know you equally as
well, whether I smile
or frown.
Some kind of yin & yang
that seems in
constant motion.
When things seem bleak,
restlessness reigns and when
they're good...they're
really good.
For the life of me,
I'll never understand why
I can't have as much of you
as I want.

Author's Note

I know this is raw and uncut, but I wrote this in a day on a bet. It just feels right to leave as is...

So, do you know what it is?

Reviews

[JENY]

Very candid..and inarticulately written expressions..
The poem seems to have born right from your heart…
Not from brain…
Very touching….

[Aven]

I agree, you should leave it exactly as it is...

[Adelia Alighieri]

First, great title.
Second, the poem does justice to the title. I wasn't disappointed.
Third, keep writing.

[Nicole]

Raw is very appropriate for this subject matter I think. This course of thought and portion of human emotion is a very raw and primal construct in itself and so versing it in such a way makes it...so transferable.

[Jenny Nelson]

Wow, can't even begin to pick this apart to specifically review, but let me just say I thought it was great and very thought provoking. Sometimes raw and uncut works quite well, as it did here. It shows that writers are indeed human. Honest and open. Loved it!

[Ruth]

This is excellent, a great poem!
Raw is good here!
It adds imapct to a heart exorcising!
Wonderful work
xx

[Michael X]

i love presuming, and so
the first stanza represents the muse and the poet, and the chemistry
between the two. the second stanza described words and their
power and how a muse inspires the poet to write certain things,
the third stanza speaks of reader and how perhaps something as a review
can inspire one to write more. the short four line stanza
represents the hidden glory of poetry. the fifth stanza represents

natural talent and how the muse automatically lead a poet in certain
constant directions. the fifth and sixth stanza lead into each other,
its the desiring of the poet, in all regards, i loved the scope of depth
and romanic ponderings that bring your words to life, brilliant work.

[SparrowPoet]

I wouldn't presume to know exactly what you've written about here but I still think you've hit the nail on the head. This piece resonates with me a lot and I think I've been caught in a similar situation.

The second stanza is very powerful. I think the heart of the poem lies here. But I love the last few lines as well - "For the life of me, I'll never understand why, I can't have as much of you, as I want". I think we've all been there before :) Don't change it, it's pretty much perfect.

[Ladysue]

I thought this was very well written. It is raw, but it delivers a myriad of thoughts and emotions. This is full of feeling. I enjoyed this read...

I've spied the personal effects
you possess and have
found them...
adequate.
This is really intresting style of writing i always love to see it when an author write from a character pov to another character only the other character does no reply. Very good and slightly like a monologue. Good job and it meant alot personally to me.
Ethan Remore....