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I Did Not Mean It
I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean to hurt you,
I didn't mean to deceive you,
I didn't mean to lie,
It hurted me so much, inside,
I cried, for the pain I inflicted.
I didn't mean to lead you on,
I let my own heart gone astray,
I didn't mean to heap on your hope,
I didn't mean to steal your dreams,
I didn't mean to be mean-spirited.
You came across to me,
From out of nowhere,
While I was alone and lost,
You came across so strong,
My soul have not been touched,
With love of such tenderness,
My mind and heart have longed
To feel love like yours, for so ever,
I didn't mean to sing a wrong song,
I didn't mean to dance around your heart,
I didn't mean to tear your spirit apart,
I didn't mean to bend it out of shape.
Although I could not save your soul,
But...
If I could save you from crying,
I would not dwell on my feelings,
instead......
I would go to the end of the world,
and hide....
JUST FOR YOU...
So you can go on in your life, in peace.
Please forgive me.....
I AM SO SORRY!
Jieranai Maier
July 2004
Copyright©2004
Version 1.0
I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean to hurt you,
I didn't mean to deceive you,
I didn't mean to lie,
It hurted me so much, inside,
I cried, for the pain I inflicted.
I didn't mean to lead you on,
I let my own heart gone astray,
I didn't mean to heap on your hope,
I didn't mean to steal your dreams,
I didn't mean to be mean-spirited.
You came across to me,
Straight from out of nowhere,
While I was alone, lost and despair,
You came across so strong,
You made me feel alive and belonged again,
My soul have not been touched,
With love of such tenderness,
My mind and heart have yearned,
To feel love like yours, for so ever,
I didn't mean to sing a wrong song,
My heart really belonged to you,
I didn't mean to dance around you,
I didn't mean to tear your spirit apart,
I didn't mean to bend it out of shape.
There is no way I can escape.
Although I could not save your soul,
But...
If I could save you from crying,
I would not dwell on my feelings,
instead......
I would go to the end of the world,
and hide....
JUST FOR YOU...
So you can go on in your life, in peace.
Please forgive me.....
I AM SO SORRY!
Jieranai Maier
July 2004
Copyright©2004
Version 2
Like East and West you rose when I fell,
was that all we ever were?
Two poles that tried our best to,
with smiles like puddles, fit together right.
As gum does under a wooden table,
We dried up and hardened.
Your expression, once radiating untouched youth, seemed hardened.
And once your brow furrowed your smile fell,
like a fussy babe’s milk from the family table.
Acquaintances are what we had become, what we were.
Finding any fault in you solidified my right
to curse your name so I could feel something too.
Then I marched you forcefully to the guillotine to
damn and release you. Since my heart hardened
I felt our love had lost its rights,
a condemned criminal who lost it all when his defenses fell.
We looked at the time, which was more precious to you, as it were,
and you just tapped your feet under my table.
I cried “enough” and turned the tables.
Your indifference towards it was all too
much considering what we were.
But my will had hardened
and we could never last, come Fall.
You kissed my brow softly before you left and nothing felt right.
My heart, on a seemingly straight path, turned right,
and was consumed, ferociously, with silver forks on a table
by my loneliness, which rose when we fell.
And then I cried, not many tears, just two.
Once the salt from my tears had hardened,
I reassessed my emotion and tried to forget what we were.
But the shadows in my room you left behind were
keeping me from believing that it would ever be all right.
And though, when I let go my resolve for your absence hardened,
as I watched you stroll away from my table,
I couldn’t help but think we should still be two.
Defeated hopes and desires had nowhere to go, so they fell.
But the distances between us were so much more than a kitchen table,
And the intentions could never be right or natural too.
So I will rise and gain my hardened place in the sky and you can wait to fall.
Lost in Love
To kiss someone tenderly
and remember the outline of ones lip
To hear the heart beat in unison with yours
the laughter
the smile
the sadness
this we all pocess.
This is a part of Love.
We all look forward to it
Some can't wait to get to it.
What makes an individual get up each and every day
to smell the coffee
just get through the day
this thing that we call love
some get lost in it
other's still trying to search for it.
When you get it , keep it close,because sometimes can
leave you lost!
I wrote you a song, but it wasn't enough
to keep you reassured, yet I tell you I love you.
I'm constantly trying to ease all your fears,
telling you not to worry while kissing your tears.
I just wish you could see how much you mean to me.
Even when you're not here, you're still all that I see.
You are the reason I wake up each day
even when it feels like hope is slipping away.
I still wait for that smile on your beautiful face,
as you climb in my bed and into my embrace,
with your warm naked body pressed up against mine
till we're lost in eachother, the world left behind.
You're also the reason I want to stay sober,
to watch the leaves turn through the days of October,
to watch as your kids turn another year older,
to keep you warm as the nights start to turn colder.
If you could just feel how I feel when i'm with you
your insecurity would no longer be an issue.
I need you to know that I need you right now,
that i'm lost without you, that I just don't know how
to be strong without you cause you've helped me to see
a small flickering flame of hope burning in me.
You've opened my heart where I thought I had kept
the door locked, though at first I just could not accept it.
I'm falling so hard, I don't know what to do,
I just keep falling deeper in love with you.
Two in the morning, you're somewhere in bed,
visions of you in my arms racing through my head.
And it hurts to know I won't be there in the morning.
I wish you were next to me..I miss your snoring.
I miss your sweet kisses, I miss your soft touch;
does this help you to see why I need you so much?
I love you my dear, and I'll tell you again
if you just keep believing, i'm yours till the end.
Jasmine blossomed
from the concrete of heaven
while angels sing soft melodies
that land on the intimacy of my soul
My eyes left perplexed
captivating the presence of this beauty
from a gentle smile that falls from the petals
of this delicate flower
The warmth of my heart, declared
from the rays of the sun
and shine my aura with pleasant moonlighted conversations
that Eden has excited me with
I'm lost in the trance of this moment
brought upon the rain from the clouds
that fog all existence of impressions
left behind in departed memories of love
The roses in my garden have expired
to leave way for this fresh plantation to grow
indulging it's direction to a whole new production
of spiritual maturity
I may have fallen in love with a desperate recognition
my past has barricaded in the sands
from the sight of this acquired exhibit
that delivers passion to my universe
I'm left in purity for this appeasing flower
to teach me examples I've lost in the historical moments
of my sanity caused by the white wine
that shut out the seeds of my obliterated memories
Blooming the center of my tender retentivity
with a sensual touch that calms
the reflection of the beaming solar system
the world has equipped to my spirits
Declining all invitations to submissive pain
I've known in the past
and accepting this development as a greeting
to a new born creation
She is my flower and I am her essence
and together,
we conform in collaboration
to create a presence of ravishing affection
Exposed in this garden of perfection...
I looked into his eyes
I got lost in their depth
A glance into the future
Revealing the secrets he kept
For so many years he cared too
Yet we were both afraid to say
We avoided each other completely...
Every time, simply another day
He cried to me one night.
~Please help, I don't know what to do~
I wrapped my arms around his body.
~It is okay now, I'm here with you~
He told me about his girlfriend,
She cheated, and hurt him bad...
I told him not to worry...
But in the inside I was getting mad.
I held back my anger...
And I comforted him instead.
Playing with his hair,
She lay still on my bed.
I leaned over to kiss his cheek,
He smiled and turned to me.
~Thank you for being there...
I Have finally learned to see~
With that he drifted off,
I left her quietly sleeping.
~How could anyone want to hurt him? ~
I ran through thoughts, my heart leaping.
I met up with his girlfriend,
Swung out of pure love and rage.
A knife stabbed through my stomach..
~God where were you today?~
My head smacking onto the pavement,
My breath getting thin...
My vision blurred and fading slowly...
This was a battle I could never win.
As this darkness consumes me...
Light fills my eyes...
I am proud to have lost my life,
If it meant ending his cries...
(I have recently discovered this poem being used on two different sites, where the poster
passed it off as their own. While it does indicate the poem was enjoyed it is also very
disheartening, to know someone would do it. )
Form:
Daisy trips and falls apart
The mysterious rider brings her back
And now wonders how she ll find
The way back home cause is its off the line
And runs away leaving the rider alone
He comes back for her
On the dark dawn
She refuses to go back to his lost life
The angered rider loses control
Cause daisy was the one whom he loved from soul
And for one last time he asks her to go
To the dark den with him for eternal light
For daisy nods no cause she loves her home
Fuming with fury he wins along
Cause daisy said she will stand her ground
The rider calls in his horse to take leave
Distressed yet still in love he climbs his horse
Galloping his horse he starts to race
While snatching daisy from her most beloved home
Cautious and anxious she struggles through the ride
Then comes the deepest valley with the bridge
Daisy unknown of the little bit of it
Tussling and grappling the little doll piece
Falls of the bridge before he could grab her
Bawling for help when taws’ to late for her
And once again
Daisy trips and falls apart
But the mysterious rider on black mare couldn’t save her fall
For he is down with the heart ache of his lost love
And as said so........
He wanders on the edge of the bridge you see
In search of his lost love or her screams
not knowing its too late for all her pleas
'Cos the daisy was the one whom he loved from h soul.
And daisy said no cause she loved her home
And so goes the story of one lost soul who took control with her innocent prose
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if ever i had two hours with you… or three,
the vacancy of this quaint café and barren
shores would be refilled with the pouring
of pink- frosted air on our glass-window’s past;
the multitude of disheveled suns ripping
arms of surrender; raged midnights ending
into carmine mornings; swallowed inches of stars
turning into lyrics replayed. and what splendor to
infect the whiteness or redness of seasons’
fingers wearing the pains and gains of many
a porcelain days. then,
to recall the sevens and nines of time’s scalpel
cutting our names into crumpled paper: a departure
of hearts traveling in different territories.
we inched away,
not because of lack for vows marked in deepest
sands. but… by fate’s desire to cart you in
a faraway land, while i.. i burned telephone lines
hiding beneath the long distance of regrets…
yearning for your comeback instead
of stamped letters thousands of miles so
removed from alleys where our arms used to walk,
we side-tracked along with stooping songs
that gently genuflected…
if and when we meet again, two or three hours
by time's grace, oh the fluttering of a thousand
thoughts would not be enough to say you were
the trunk that got away, and i was your last rose
that lost its stem.
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love lost from long distance relationship
For Frank Herrera's Contest
By: nette onclaud
I've counted the bars of my prison walls. 3 sides of 10 bars; 30. One solid wall,
cold, wet, molded concrete.
I've lost count of how long I have been here,
I hardly remember when I got here, but, it’s been winter
for a long time.
I've forgotten what it is to move in grass and amongst other bodies.
I am chained in here,
thick steel cuffs chain me to the wall.
I've counted the faces, whose names I can't remember,
and then lost count of them
as they flash and flicker, fast forwarded in my mind.
I've been motionless for a long time,
I’m not sure I even remember what movement is.
I’m not sure I can even remember to move.
I’ve forgotten who I am, my name, how old I am
how tall I am, my features, likes and dislikes;
there are no mirrors.
I’ve been nameless for a long time, and there is no one else
here in this vast blank expanse but me and these bars,
and one wall.
I’ve realized I don’t even know what I am
and that panics me, but I know not what this feeling is?
What Is feeling?
I’ve thrown myself at the bars, clawing at the nothing
that lies behind them.
What Is nothing?
I’ve discovered there is a name that echoes and echoes In the vastness,
how do I know that name?
Is it mine, yours, theirs, his, ours?
I’ve remembered, the memories crush into me,
a weight I had not known for unknown amounts of time.
No go away! Again, please...
I’ve tried to forget,
but the white walls are somewhere out there, waiting.
and I? Why, I do not even exist.
[IN]SANITY
Anointed Lord of this desolate tract he
Rules upon a throne painted the golden
Stench of rotting cacti all my fortune
For a visit from Morpheus his sands
And visions to write a love Story; this
Queen of March his Goddess from Planet
Pisces akin to nothing but beautiful Jamila
The first coming of Isis and Aphrodite
Mine sketched a shade of perfect rainbows
And clouds only dream in envy as I
Worship you knees rigid in syrupy
Agony poured from a bloodied rose her
Petals score my flesh five times tomorrow
Whispers through teeth clenched in
Ecstasy hands lost between pages of her
Body’s Braille to read your every curve he
Drinks from each strand of her hair teases
The way I like it as we tie knots on mountain
Sides this man I’ve carved from breathing
Marble just to hold you with every hew of
Stone hammered a Goddess about women his
Dreams have chiseled her of Phoenix feathers
Breathtaking in scarlet flames I shall bathe my
Existence in droplets of blood wash my feet in
Tears become hers in all lifetimes my language
To honour your body in every tongue of pleasure
Written maybe vows scribed on rings of finger
Painted seashell blue waves ripple beneath
The skin crashing retreating to sanctuaries
Stolen by moments locked within time birthed
Into one innocence lost sacrificed to this virgin
Priestess thrown into my volcano ridden till
Eruption waxen and pale intensity escapes
Pain to bleed no longer red but pleasure written
In Ovidius
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