AGAIN!
Damn, have I done it again?
The words come.
My mind is loose.
When does the pain begin?
Is there ever freedom?
C.D.RANSOM
July 6, 2009
Again!
And Alone
AND ALONE
Shit,
I hate being in love,
And alone.
Hell,
I hate not being in love,
And alone.
What I need and want is
To be in love,
And not alone.
C.D.RANSOM
Before Me Stands
BEFORE ME STANDS
Before me stands every dream
I have ever wanted.
Before me stands a barrier
That blocks those dreams.
It’s a clear wall that may well
Crumble with time.
But for now it is there hard
And strong and I can do nothing
About it.
It lets me see what I want and
Teases me with it.
I find that I am not strong
Enough sometimes to handle
This and must hide from the
Pain it brings.
I have no choice but to wait
And watch helplessly.
For the love I believe that
Stands before me might well
Be worth all I must now feel.
Can I keep myself from running
Away from this pain?
For I am so afraid that I might
Be going through all of this for
Nothing and I am not sure my
Heart can take it.
C.D.RANSOM
If
IF
If it is real and meant to be,
It will survive this awful time.
For ture love can overcome
All that happens to it.
C.D.RANSOM
A Friends Feelings
A FRIENDS FEELINGS
Wrong my friend.
I think I am nuts
To love this one.
C.D.RANSOM
Love Poem 1
LOVE POEM 1
Wait.
What else is there
To do?
Damn,
I hate waiting.
C.D.RANSOM
Love Poem 2
LOVE POEM 2
I stand in confusion,
Words spoken,
Actions seen.
Which is?
More words spoken.
More action seen.
Still, which is?
She does not know.
C.D.RANSOM
The Greatest Adventure
THE GREATEST ADVENTURE
I say I want.
She says she’s thinking
About it.
If she’s thinking.
Then I have a chance.
What then if I win her
Heart?
Then begins the
Greatest adventure
Of my life.
C.D.RANSOM
July 5, 2009
What Is It?
WHAT IS IT?
So tell me my lonely empty soul,
Just what is it you see in that
Young woman that makes you feel
That she is yours hearts desire?
Is it the innocence of her soul?
Is it the absolute joy in her face
When she smiles?
Is it the deep sorrow of her eyes
When she is sad and hurt?
Is it the desire to be the father of
Her child that might fill the hole
Left by the death of my own father
When I was younger than hers?
Is it the thought of sexual fulfillment?
Is it the sharing of activities that
Will fill our days?
Is it the thought of two open
Romantic souls coming together
To fill the empty longing that has
Gnawed at us since birth?
The only thing I know is that my
Longing is deeper than hers.
For mine has been around for more
Than twice hers in time.
C.D.RANSOM
