BECAUSE I DON’T KNOW

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I don’t know what wisdom is,
Because I’ve never heard true idiocy,
I can’t define beauty,
Because I’ve never seen true ugliness,
I can’t understand what love is,
Because I’ve never felt true hatred,
I couldn’t say what goodness is,
Because I’ve never known true evil.

But…
Because I don’t know
What those awful things are,
I do know
That the people in my life
Can’t be
Ugly,
Or Stupid,
Or Hateful,
Or Evil.

So they must be
Beautiful,
And Wise,
And Loving,
And Truly Goodhearted Souls.

As for me,
The only way
They could care about me,
Is if
I’m not someone
They consider
Ugly,
Or Stupid,
Or Hateful,
Or Evil.

So it stands to reason that
I must be,
Beautiful,
And Smart,
And Worthy of Love,
And A Truly Goodhearted Soul.

This poem is dedicated to, my followers, fellow #poets, family and friends, who have proven to me that even if I don’t see it, I am someone beautiful,
smart,
goodhearted,
and worthy of their love.

THE LONG GOODBYE.

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Ceremony winding down…two hours since it started,
Long black limo disappears…well-wishers departed,
Floral tribute from her work…on a metal stand,
Single rose stem gently placed…by his trembling hand.

Silence broken only by a pensive mourning dove,
Knowing that the chance was lost to tell her of his love,
All the time he thought they had…gone like melted snow,
Held her far above the rest…did she really know.

Circumstance defined their time…never was enough,
Now the tears are building and he doesn’t seem so tough,
Runs his fingers through his hair…tousled and awry,
Thinking back on all they had…and now…the long goodbye.

THE REBIRTH.

 

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Two hearts seek a voice,
Through the clutter of choice.
Though discordant beats heightens,
And the music is not yet ripened.

They seek the master conductor,
With a maestro wield as instructor;
Who Makes harmony of warring tunes,
And From noise, a melody is pruned

Soon the voice did come,
Laced on sounds from the drums.
Bringing our feet to a stand,
Making a dance not planned. 

From chords that makes hearts beat,
And melodies that makes motion on seat.
Comes a rhythmic dance amid the chaos. 
And two souls are soothed, and made as us. 
.

#putMeDownOnPaper.

LOVE IS..!!

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 Love is more than just a four letter word used as a medium of self expression,
Love is more than two bodies rubbing passionately against each other into the wee hours of the night.
Love is more than just a feeling of euphoria,
Love does not fade into the background like the end of your favorite slow jam.
Love is not a water faucet, turned on and off at your leisure.
Love is not a game played to win or lose,
Love is being able to say “I’m sorry” when you’ve made a mistake.
Love is respect for one’s self and knowing this will be a struggle,
Love is honesty, maturity, understanding,
Love knows no bounds, marches to the beat of an infinite drum.
Love is putting your needs on the back burner to comfort another.
Love is selfless, a battle between wants and needs. 
Love is a child who craves constant nurturing and attention,
Love is designed to grow tall and stern,
Stable and durable as Plymouth Rock,
Desirable and inviting as a sweet summer’s breeze,
Grounded enough to withstand any storm,
Love is not just a feeling that encompasses your body.
Love is a full-time job with compensation and fringe benefits. 
Love is the actions to be performed,
Love is the plans that you make to become a better person.
Love is the person you are and the person to strive to be.
Love is more than emotions,
It is the continuum of soft, melodic beats of your open heart.
Love is more than just words that you say, but the selfless acts of kindness, the words of encouragement,
The welcoming arms of security,
The feelings of worry, excitement, hurt, frustration, doubt, confusion, joy, contentment, safety,
An inexplicable feeling to cherish and nurture unconditionally…
Now that’s what love is

#putMeDownOnPaper.