lovemeanings

Where are you?

Looking at the sky
In the sweet blue night.
Seeing worlds collide
And lives built.

I wonder where you are.
The angel of the night,
Red rose of winter,
Meaning in my life.

Life is hard.
Not with you.
You complete my life,
And end this sorrow.

My angel of the night,
Red rose of winter,
Meaning to life,
Where are you?

I must find you.
I hear you call
You are the dove
Welcomed by my love.

I Found You (Hopefully)

I found you
I think
This feeling is there
And easy to bear.

With you I am me.
I am whole
I can see.
The sun has rose.

It complicates my life,
But is worth every fight.
This feeling I feel
I real and sincere.

We are meant to be.
You and me.
For now I see,
And I have found you.

What will Be?

Not knowing what will be,
What will happen
What I will see.
The fear drives me
It is hard to believe
What could be,
What should be.
Is it meant to happen.
I just feel free
Not wanting to flee.
It scares me inside
And fills me with glee
With the thought of what should be.
I must make it happen
For you are now a part of me.

I have the same thing to say about both of these poems:

I guess that this is probably one of my most forced poems i've ever written. It was a few weeks after i got with my first gf, and i guess i was trying to feel more than i really did... in the end i was only with her cuz i was lonely, but i don't regreat it.

Basically this was written at a very lonely time during my life. It was my junior year of high school... i think, and before i had my first gf of any kind. Some of my friends/mentors were askin me to try to do something not themed on depression or anger, and this was what occured

Uncertainty
Flowing like time
Leaving me feeling fine.
Taking all my dimes,
And even more time.

Grasping for air
It seems unfair
Looking at her hair
Reaching for air.

Uncertainty rings
And with what it brings.
When the bells ring
You will have a ring.

Life was dark
Now is light
No longer a plight
Or a shot at night.
I have found my way.

This was written over my first break up.... luckily i was over it a week later, not like another relationship...

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