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My first real love I sat down one night after being with you, thinking that perhaps I could write. I sat alone in the depth of my soul, a torrent of thoughts rushed into my head I did all that I could to make the pen write what I felt A thousand emotions coursed through my body Instead of poetic words I got a jolt and a chill Then throught the darkness I felt something coming I knew not what it was nor what to expect I felt its power, beauty, and passion Suddenly, I was compelled to run I began running away into the darkness I ran and ran but the darkness got darker and the night oppressive I stopped. It was then that I realized that even though I was afraid, I was not alone You were there There in the darkness with me Fighting to see I knew then what we were both searching for We both wanted answers to questions like why and how In life things happen and the power and intensity that comes from what begins as something small is unexplainable and perhaps a little frightening But we musn't run or hide We must stand together and face what comes I am being swept along with you down a raging river of fire And through the flames I see an ethereal shade of blue When I see that, I know that everything I fear will, when you are ready, drown in the blaze and we will plunge into the calm, still waters of the soul where happiness and love reside. |
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