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The Key

November 11, 2012
By Jakethesnake SILVER, Hernando, Mississippi
Jakethesnake SILVER, Hernando, Mississippi
6 articles 0 photos 96 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Read, Read... Read everything, then write."-William Faulkner

This is not love
Though it be something close
To say that I like her
Her eyes,
Her nose,
And her obnoxious little smile,
Would be as vast an understatement
As saying that God
Is not but a mast.

For every good Christian
Knows that He is not a mast,
Nor a mass that holds another
While the wind guides them
But the divided power that leads the Wind itself
With its invincible hand.
Surely, this understatement is vast.

So too is my fondness for this girl.
As a ship be led by the wind,
So my heart is led by this emotion.
For who could resist those innocent eyes
Or that fateful smile?
Who Wouldn’t fall for those flirty twists and turns that she so often does?

But I have yet to describe
My feelings for this girl!
Even now, they fall upon my heart
As a river upon a rock.

During my classes at the prison that they call a school,
I want her near me no matter what the cost.
I want her there beside me so that I may feel her voice
And hear her touch.
For every moment I am without her,
I feel a certain tightness in my chest.
It makes me shudder and take deep breaths every time I think of her.
Her very scent pulls me in
And my heart cries out for her.

Surely this is love, you think.
Surely, when he cannot live without her, it be love.
But lo, I must deny this powerful word
And let it lie deep in the recess of my mind
For no other to see but I.
The consciousness that guards its cell
Will convince me that it is not but a false thought, a fleeting one at that.

But no! I know the truth!
Six months of war with enemies that none shall ever know
Is what it took to get this girl!
I do feel it there!
In the back of my mind,
At the bottom of my heart,
And at the tip of my tongue.

But I fight it hard!
I keep it locked away in my mind!
I keep it weighted down at the bottom of the sea
That is my heart.
And at the tip of my tongue it shall stay.
It shall never be released!
At least
Not until
She gives me
The Key.

Once she does it shall open doors and unlock feelings,
Passions I never knew I had.
She holds the secrets of my life in her precious hands.

For when you fight so hard for control of a girl,
You find that the only way you win
Is to lose control of it all.

So I gave her the key and now
Here I stand with nothing
But her.
And I find that
In lieu of power
There is happiness that no one can take.
Unless she fades away.

And so I hope, if she does,
That she returns the key so that there will be no hole
And I can have

Though it be a fleeting thing that comes and goes
I’d rather have that than if I have no Happiness
For she shall take it as she goes
From my life
Never to return

I hope and pray to that nonexistent god
That she will never fade away
Because while may not be love,
It is something close.

The author's comments:
Written for my girlfriend that did eventually break up with me. Sucked. But whatever. I thought the poem was pretty good anyhow.

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on May. 24 2013 at 2:56 pm
SophiaCross SILVER, Plattsburgh, New York
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Favorite Quote:
To love, to be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and vulgar disparity of the life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.”

I'll comment! hahah...awesome poem dude! Makes you think...

on Nov. 27 2012 at 2:08 pm
Jakethesnake SILVER, Hernando, Mississippi
6 articles 0 photos 96 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Read, Read... Read everything, then write."-William Faulkner

no comments? forever alone