Maybe he’ll say ‘hello’ or ‘hi’.
Maybe he’ll hurt with every goodbye.
Maybe he’ll call me.
And maybe he won’t…
But cosmically, none of this matters
If he does or he don’t.
Picking up poetry from Tumblr. Reposting here so that I can transfer it over and have one less forum to worry about since I just added Twitter to the plate, again. Kind of excited to be instantaneously posting poetry on-the-go, though! Looking forward to sharing my deepest thoughts with you in real time, soon.
So about this poem, not sure when I wrote it but can you tell, there’s a little heartache there? I guess I have gone through my fair share and enough of the experience to have writing about it, lol. Here’s a bit of a piece where there are dueling emotions regarding getting attention from someone. At the end of this poem, the subject just decides it doesn’t matter. Or maybe that it shouldn’t? Wondering so deep about the feelings of someone else; well, when in doubt, get out. That’s the best bet in saving one from a grueling heartache of uncertainties, etc. I like that I wrote this poem to rhyme the way it does. Pat on the back for me. Hope you all like this one. It’s just short and sweet.
More reposts from Tumblr, coming soon!
Nina says, “Don’t be the girl that gets the “run around” from any man.”
My deep fondness for jazz has grown so much in the last 4 years and I have collectively found artists like Nina Simone to fall in love with. Lately, I’ve been listening to records by amazing female artists; besides Nina Simone, Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald just to name a few. Meanwhile, also rediscovering some funk and soul from artists like Minnie Riperton and Gladys Knight & The Pips. Going back into time and feels with these, right? I’m an old soul, I can’t help it.
Now, about this song…
At a loss for words
For the lost in turns
What our hands once held
And in our hearts once burned
Oh, how the seasons have changed
It hurts to see the souls crying
In a season that is cold
And the earth dying
How empty are the tombs
Where our memories are left
The void feels so heavy
A goodbye, A grand theft
But in the darkness of the night
Comes but the still silence and pause
You continue to be a light
And for this I write words with beauty and cause
I am at a loss for words
When at lost in turns
Forgive my aching heart
As it yearns, it yearns
I am at a loss for words
When at lost in turns
Forgive my stomach
As it churns, it churns
Until the moment the skies part their clouds
The shade stands still and tears steadily flow
Words will be spoken so tenderly
And our love for you will be known
Lost underneath you,
I aspire to dream you.
Lose it all to me.
Be with someone who makes you a priority. Be with someone who isn’t afraid to show you off to the world because they are proud of you, proud to be with you, proud to be yours. Be with someone who gives you the time of day when you need it, especially at your worst because ‘if they can’t handle you at your worst, they don’t deserve you at your best, said Marilyn Monroe. Be with someone that will share their struggles with you and help carry your extra baggage. Be with someone who will open doors for you, but not just literal doors but figurative ones, too; maybe even windows of opportunities as well. Be with someone who will feed you whether it be your stomach, your heart, your mind, or your body. Be with someone who is passionate and kind. Be with someone who shows and tells their appreciation for you every chance they get. Be with someone who is selfless, patient, righteous and understanding. Be with someone who can walk beside you, guide you and/or follow you. Be with someone who is your critic, your fan, your role model and/or inspiration, and your best friend. Be with someone with a good mind and a positive energy; they will give you light at your darkest moments and they will strengthen your spirits when you’re at your lowest. Be with someone who won’t compete with you, but treats you like an equal. Be with someone that gives you your wants and, most importantly, your needs. Be with someone who is the first thing you think of when you wake up and the last thing you think of before you sleep. Be with someone you can explore new cities with and try new things with because they, like the life you both share, have become your adventure. Be with someone who looks at you and you can see the love in their eyes or their smile or in all of their body language. Be with someone you see yourself building a future with. Be with someone who ultimately makes you better but disagrees and tells you that it is really you that ultimately makes them better.
I wrote this quite a while back. Today, I was reading over old entries in my journals and it was one of the first things I opened up to. This may ring quite true for many. I guess we all look for that perfect thing but, in reality, we will realize when we come across something real how good that real thing is. You really, honestly, do feel it. A feeling as such is usually unexplainable, although most times we try to rationalize and make sense of it. It feels euphoric as fuck, excuse my language, but it’s true! When you come across this feeling with someone, you really can’t fight it. It’s real and real is rare. That’s become such a motto for me on more levels than one, but mainly to describe my relationships with people and to describe my own personality as an individual. That is who I am. I know am a unique individual with a big heart, never afraid to express it. So, I write shit like this and get really guppy and sappy over sweet things. The human nature to feel love and give love is so enlightening; sharing it with others is a profound experience to have in life. I hope that if you are reading this, you, too, may experience such wonderful feelings of joy and warmth.
I stand still in time, a constellation, composed by all things that matter to me – my heart, body, mind and soul. And, all these things are a matter beyond what eyes can see.
I am more than what meets curious eyes.
Can you see?
Do you see me?
A constellation suspended in time.