A wonderful Sunday passing me by. I was restless all evening yesterday and half of the day today. Well now I am okay…
I thought of doing many things in the weekend. Nothing happenedand there was apparent reasons for it. When someone I consider withhigh regard leaves I know it is something hard to endure. I thought itmay be because of my fault. But relieved I am as I now know I gotnothing to do with it.
Well… I did not wrote much today. I thought of releasing thispoem in a book I am finishing. There are more poem than I expected. Myaim was to have 100 poems. But between November 2005 and today I wrote98 poems excluding the “Tess Of The D’Urbervilles” poems. All of thepoems may not be there in the book as is I’ve decided to re-write somepoems that are too personal. In all there will be 200 poems. The bookwas named long time back “Age Of Survival”.
Now this poem which I thought all will only see in the book I amposting it here. I first thought of posting it on Valentine’s Day wellI did not do that as none here told me those words towards end of thispoem on that day. Read it you will know.
Have a great week ahead of you all.
A Day Of Love
February 14th 2002, San Francisco. California.
7:30AM.
With the warmth of heating vent slept in comfort,
In the downtown hotel unknowing,
The day of hearts took birth far in the mounts up East,
Woke up from the bosom of my love,
Who without a word left.
11:00AM
The day matured with the busy life at work,
Phones sitting upon desk like dead frogs,
Mind in the logic of never ending lines of code,
And emails pouring in with the messages of more work,
Oh’ I wondered, if this day fell on a weekend day.
3:00PM.
My belly with Philli-Cheese-Steak lunch filled,
Coca cola kept me awake from falling asleep,
In the boring meetings of the monotonous work,
Oh’ flower for my sweet heart I ordered,
Long before the meeting room I left.
Never forgot to write a line of verse,
That goes along with the bunch of roses red.
6:00PM
Downtown moved faster than all day,
Out of office, to cross the streets I waited,
Streets filled with lovers of all kinds,
Straight and gay most of them walked,
With a smile and love all around blessing,
Everyone with a feeling of love and being loved.
7:30PM
With the beautiful flowers into the hotel in I walked,
To show the brightness of my love,
And fill her heart with my lines of verse,
And to feel the love of her.
Oh’ I wished for nothing else,
My heart swayed a bit about the wordless parting in the morn.
The door as usual took its time to open,
And walked I into the room with scented candle lights filled,
The great memory of mine all day forgot,
Like many, in the day of love busy thinking,
About their love like me,
Upon on the table a cake sat with candles in arrangement said,
“Happy Birthday, My Poet”
In all her glory she was sitting on the bed to share her love.
is this a walk poem? it is lovely. the time changes and i feel like i’m walking with you.
wonderful poem! and good luck on your book.:)
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Lol, really I didn’t know that. I my friend had it on her site so i was like What the hell…
What have you been up to??
-Sydnie
Very beautiful. Thumbs up!
Hey, I think this is the first non-depressive poem of yours that I have read. Not to be offensive or something like that but your talent does lye in depressive stuff. Although this is better then what most of the other poets on xanga can write.
So I did correctly interpreted “Winning Smiles”. I still consider it self-destructive, how could you consciously deny yourself love?
If it’s any consolation, I remembered it was your birthday, however I only congratulate people in person. I don’t even do it on the phone. Birthdays on the 14th are often forgotten amongst the days other celebrations, I’m sure nobody meant to forget.
Well, That bf turned out to be a prick and a perv., the reason I found out was because I didn’t go to school one day and he and alot of my friends were in P.E. and he started being a perv. and my friend called me and i listened to him saying some of the nastiest things about me ( in the way of what he wants to do with me ) and a couple minutes later I told him it’s over…. But i am now going to stay single until have a decent guy… But I really hope everyting goes well with the book and why lose weight?? 200lb isn’t that big or bad lol My father is 220lb…
-Sydnie
beautiful flow
beautiful feelings
<3
write on my friend, write on
Enjoyed this poem — especially the movement throughout the day. It tells a story that isn’t complete until the last line. Very nice, L.P. Glad to hear you are working on book of poems — keep us posted! -lah
pretty picture and thanks…i was hoping someone would like one of them. any fav?
What’s up with all the pictures????
-Emily
I guess I never asked or told you how old I was lol I’m 13 adn I’m still in middle school.
-Sydnie
hmmm… that piece up there is in a different form… cool! variety is good… and i love the beautiful pictures of flowers that u post in every entry…
neways, i was juz curious… who are those two good-looking 😉 individuals in the picture in ur previous entry?
btw, thanks for the comment. i missed reading ur uplifting comments, sensei… and oh! that’s a lot of poems… very impressive…
That post made me very very happy!
Thank you for your words of wisdom. They mean so much to me. I guess right now I think doing they right thing for me would be the hardest thing to do right now. I got away this weekend and I was a couselor for a chruch retreat. It was so amazing to get away for even 4 days. But as soon as I got back. I got thrown right back into life. I don’t know how to escape from everything again? Any words of advice?
Sorry again for not posting for so long!
Love ya, JoAnna