Starring the Future

• Artist: JacKiin a Parad0x
• Description: I was actually inspired to write this from hours of reading and rating and commenting on the arenas, mind you however it was three o' clock in the morning.;; Basically about how nothing is too damaged to be fixed. What happened two years ago, an hour ago, or even thirty seconds ago, is nothing to fret over because the future isn't predetermined. It can either heal you, or destroy you, but that all depends on you. And of course it's still a love poem, 'cause that's just my M.O.
• Date: 04/04/2010
• Tags: starrin future

I turned my back because I didn't want to see her,
then I looked over my shoulder out of pure fear,
I thought that one day she'd disappear.
To her, the only thing that was clear,
was the image of a hazel-eyed puppy, coming up on the rear,
always following, always near, under its master,
and it loved her so dearly.

Blinded by love, I find I'm chasing my tail,
while she's jumping the gun, and missing the rail,
gripping for dear life, my heart so frail,
weighing it down and breaking the scale.
Everything I knew of love said it prevailed.
That's why I don't know anything, that's why it always fails.

She looks down with such disdain,
at the object in her frame,
for this gift to her, was not a gain,
but it's already hers, and it's already been slain.
I must refrain from crying, from smiling, from drooling,
from laughing, from sighing, from speaking, from fooling myself,
from going insane,
from whispering in vain,
saying those words
From shouting her name.
Shame.
Loving her is always pain.

But even tomorrow has a past,
I've been saving the best for last,
so hurry here, but not so fast,
for I might lose you in that past,
what lies ahead is something vast.
There is no predetermined course,
what lies ahead is a healing force.

Yesterday held sorrow's source,
today's result is much remorse
and tomorrow we'll get on my horse
and ride away together,
disregard the nasty weather.
You are mine and I am yours,
with so many shores and doors to explore,
if you'll hand me the key.
And we'll ride 'til our hearts burst
and the giddiness hits our cores,
and then will ditch this horse
and take our wings
and we will soar.

Or...

Tomorrow
You'll keep me in my place, when I hear you whisper "Thanks"
So when I mean to say ‘I love you’, I'll use all of my restraint.
And I'll realize my worst fear.
Regret claiming every tear.
Because my pulse roaring with life,
roaring with love, couldn't reach your ears.
A tick on a clock,
And the grind of a gear,
and I'll have less than a year,
before you disappear.

Comments

[stintz]

I was going to TL;DR this, but I decided to give it a chance. I must say that this is the best poem I have seen in the arena so far (not read many yet). I am glad its not terribly depressing, and I have to say your use of repetition and rhyme is very good. It is almost hard to notice it because you implimented it well in MOST parts. Some were a bit of a stretch, but none the less a very nice poem. I have no choice but to give you a 5.