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Until I witnessed glory
And felt my heart cease to beat
Just as it does now
While I attempt to write these words;
Until I felt your name running in and out of my veins
And in and out of my dreams
And in and out of my brain;
Until I realized that I was
Helplessly, hopelessly,
Utterly, and completely
Yours...
Well, i had never felt anything for anyone
Worth a damn.
My life had been numb

Until my eyes saw the sun
Finally blinked and gazed upon
This kind of beauty;
Until my focus shifted from past to present
I couldn't see that heaven had sent an angel
To restore my sight.
Until I saw your smile shining
Opening my mind to possibilities I never saw coming my way;
Until I saw you,
I'd been blind my whole life.
I had never seen.

Until I witnessed bliss
And knew that it was your voice
Tickling my ears;
Until your melodic tones began to tease harmonies
Where bells had been silenced;
Until the sweetest sound ever invaded my airspace
And vibrated throughout my body
I'd never heard such beauty
I'd never heard such joy
I'd been deaf.

Until you
5 senses were only nonsense
You've meant an increase in feeling.
Until you
Peace and quiet meant being alone.
Until you, I'd only think about
Today, but never tomorrow;
Excitement was just a foreign word
With no applicable translation.
Until you
Crazy meant loco..
Not crushing.
And applying towards someone else
Meant fear and loathing.
Until you, nothing made sense
But since you...
I get it.
Thank you.

Ohh I like this...so much emotion - I think my fav line was "Until I felt your name running in and out of my veins" - wow...powerful :)
 
Excellent idea for a thread, BMF. :cool: The poems I've already written are either mushy rhymes for Wifey, or melancholy buzz-kills inspired by shit that happens, but I'll take the stage eventually. Just don't expect Walt Whitman. For now I'll recite one I've never forgotten, although the comedian's name escapes me.

The Robin

As I awoke this morning,
a little robin perched upon my sill
to signal the coming of dawn.

The bird was young, fragile, and gay,
and how sweetly it did sing
feelings of comfort and joy into my heart.

I smiled softly at the cheery song
as it paused for a moment's lull;
I gently closed the window,
and crushed his fuckin skull.




Sorry. It still cracks me up :D
 
Excellent idea for a thread, BMF. :cool: The poems I've already written are either mushy rhymes for Wifey, or melancholy buzz-kills inspired by shit that happens, but I'll take the stage eventually. Just don't expect Walt Whitman. For now I'll recite one I've never forgotten, although the comedian's name escapes me.

The Robin

As I awoke this morning,
a little robin perched upon my sill
to signal the coming of dawn.

The bird was young, fragile, and gay,
and how sweetly it did sing
feelings of comfort and joy into my heart.

I smiled softly at the cheery song
as it paused for a moment's lull;
I gently closed the window,
and crushed his fuckin skull.

LOL!!! Bruh, I'm no Whitman, and much of mine is mush too. Take the stage. We wanna hear!
 
Peeks in
Waves hello to everyone
Smiles at the cozy ambience
Walks to a comfy chair and sits
Reads the offered pieces of poetry
Enjoyed reading said offerings
Thinks this is a fun idea BMF
Subscribes to thread
 
Peeks in
Waves hello to everyone
Smiles at the cozy ambience
Walks to a comfy chair and sits
Reads the offered pieces of poetry
Enjoyed reading said offerings
Thinks this is a fun idea BMF
Subscribes to thread

Thank you, miss. You should come back..maybe contribute to "said" offerings?
 
Thank you, miss. You should come back..maybe contribute to "said" offerings?

I will admit to reading a little poetry once in a while
I will also admit I dont mind leaving it to the professionals namely yourself and the others that will share:eek::)
 
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I'm intrigued by this, BMF.....not gunna stay and write tonight; gunna nose around the board for a few and turn in; but I'll be back. So you go back to all the other poets and tell 'em a new kind's comin'...you tell 'em I'm comin'... And a poem's comin' with me, ya hear? A POEM'S COMIN' WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
I will admit to reading a little poetry once in a while
I will also admit I dont mind leaving it to the professionals namely yourself and the other that will share:eek::)

I'm no pro, dear. Not by any means. Lol, but thank you for the comp. You're welcome either way!
 
I'm intrigued by this, BMF.....not gunna stay and write tonight; gunna nose around the board for a few and turn in; but I'll be back. So you go back to all the other poets and tell 'em a new kind's comin'...you tell 'em I'm comin'... And a poem's comin' with me, ya hear? A POEM'S COMIN' WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yay! A convert!
 
I'm intrigued by this, BMF.....not gunna stay and write tonight; gunna nose around the board for a few and turn in; but I'll be back. So you go back to all the other poets and tell 'em a new kind's comin'...you tell 'em I'm comin'... And a poem's comin' with me, ya hear? A POEM'S COMIN' WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yaaayyyy I'm excited!!! :D
 
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