Giving (Original)
The noise of sound would disturb my reality , unwanted sorrow.
What would be the reason to give a fake interest -
Just to hide my pride?
when really it's you, it's you I want.
I've tried many times, but it's always there pulling me back.
Your force is strong, a magnet of want, need - to be loved.
and I see myself through your eyes.
I see the tenderness, in an instant you're mine ,
yet in the same instant you slip away,
-you've blinked.
My reaction of yesterday passing over me, only to greet me once again ,
in the hope not to lose a reason behind the journey.
The realisation was I had been dreaming all along -
until I heard you :
''I may have moved on but that is how I feel wanting to be home again''
Beautiful poetry I like to read it
Thank you so much its great to hear that somebody likes it :)
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I will indeed!
''I may have moved on but that is how I feel wanting to be home again''
:'(
... that image of not feeling yourself anymore and the desire to just be as before </3
I only know it too well...
Ohhh no :(
Yep, most of us have been there at least once I presume, unfortunately... :)
Absolutely , its so much worse in reality , but I try to capture that emotion in words
We poets always do, although not always succesfully haha :p
The trick for everything is persistence!