What if?

What if?

A Poem by Friks
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A common obstacle.

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What if!

What if my words forsake me?
What if my words come back and break me?
What if they never free me?
What if they prevail, and not stand for me, but, defeat me..?

I have thought them through.
They were tried in my furnace of standards hard to raise.
They were tested and tamed
Some left wild and hard, but not inflicting pain.

They have been sharpened, shaved, beaten, untill they could save!
They have endured some hardship
Shrunken with pain
Broken in pieces, to feather-like disdain

They have handed over hate
They have poured out love <3
They have given all they possibly could
While they were never really enough...

So...

What if they did'nt reach their goals?
What if they punctured life full of holes?
What if! They never come back and say 'We report to you, good news this day'?

What if my heart falls empty?
What if all I gave can't be replaced?
What if this weight gets too heavy? And cannot be erased?

What if my heart stops?
What if all those spoken words just drop?
What if they don't carry through? All of them just empty flops?
What if they never reach to you?

'What if ' is a thought,
A never resting suggestion...
Always overturning your heart in question!

What if?
It's something we invented.
Quite frankly,

I resent it.

© 2010 Friks


Author's Note

Friks
Please tell me what feeling it evokes and how the end influences that feeling!

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What if you hadn’t written this then what could I say? Great job well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

hi,
this really makes a lot of sense. really good job. kat24

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Friks
Friks

Pretoria, Gauteng, South Africa



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