What's in store ?

What's in store ?

A Poem by Yann Bellemare




I wake up from this dream

Pull the pen out

Try to make it real

Once more


Just another hour

Of our intertwined bodies

Even better

Intertwining minds

Still sitting


What's in store


There's nothing more real and easy to feel than our way of electrifying ourselves like eels

We are like a balanced color wheel, made out of strong resistant steel, pacing our zeal

I'm not so sure what adjective to use.. surreal, or unreal ? 

Both describe our simultaneous appeal

For each other

You spice up my life like an indian meal

We are seemingly without a weakness; Achille.

It seems though, like it got out

And choked me with its length

This sensation of constant deprivation

Streches me out to tensile strength


I feel lonely,

Physically and mentally

But hopefully

Maybe and finally

Sooner than later

We'll see


What's in store for me

and thee


© 2014 Yann Bellemare

Author's Note

Yann Bellemare
Thought to paper with forced rhymes.
Nonetheless, I like it, it seems to open doors.

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This internal sense of exploration
i feel its at its peak in the middle of the night
while discovering what happens with the mind when it roams free ??

I must say this is quite the poem

Posted 4 Years Ago

Yann, this poem is magnificent!!
Romantic, sad, full of longing, packed with emotions.
So wonderful.

Posted 5 Years Ago

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Added on October 19, 2014
Last Updated on October 19, 2014


Yann Bellemare
Yann Bellemare

Quebec, Canada

If I added you, it means I have read and appreciated your work. Don't add me expecting to get reviews. I am very picky and I don't review for the sake of it. Your true traveller finds bored.. more..