closet poet

The only time I am able to write poems is when I am terribly sad. Actually, not just the normal kind of sad, in fact it is only when I reach that point when I've become inconsolable that only an unrestrained outpour of words can make me feel better, that I am able to write poems. However, for the past few months, that hasn't been the case. I'm quite pleased to say that my current love situation has enabled me to write poems even when I'm not on the brink of a melt down...oh well the ones I have written in situations similar to that are still better than the ones I wrote when I'm sane...but this is a big improvement nonetheless.

Here are some of the things I've written these past few months:

Do not awaken love
until it so desires...
...wait
until trust erases fear...
until respect blinds jealousy
...until the promise of a future
makes you leave all your
extra baggage in
the past...
only then can your present start
...only then can you truly love.

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Never was

I'm leaving the room as it is-
as if I was never there.
There'd be no trace of me...
no photos...no toothbrush...
not even my scent
nor a strand of hair.
The room will exactly be
how I found it...
nothing more...nothing less.
Nothing has been
moved or
changed
Everything will be where
it's supposed to be...
so you won't have to worry about
remembering
I was ever there...
and you won't have to pretend to care
that something's missing
when I'm gone.

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Coffee and a Movie
Two simple everyday things
coffee is coffee
a movie is a movie
nothing else...
nothing else.

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"It's ok..."
the worst response you can get
after an apology.

"It's ok" is equal to
"You did me wrong!"

It's the same as
"How would you expect me to trust you after this?"

It's as painful as
"I'm never gonna believe anything you say."

"It's ok" is "It's not ok."

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Wake me up when you're ready...
when you finally know
what you want
and you know what to do
with what you'll get.

Wake me up when you're ready...
when you've become brave enough
to accept what you feel
and learned to embrace it.

Wake me up when you're ready
to hold my hand when I get scared.

Wake me up when you're ready
to enter a room with me by your side.

Wake me up when you're ready
to let me in
to let me share in your fears and your pains.

Wake me up when you no longer
feel the need to hide
everything that you hold inside.

When you learn to let go...
and let love...
when that time comes...wake me up.