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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #996731
Biographical poem consisting of 3 parts...includes stuff to vewy special persons.
Part 1 - Depth of Shadows;Touch of darkness

I crept into the darkness,
And waited for the light;
But it did not come,
It only darkened me with fright.

I fell into teh shadows;
No one saw me there.
You never heard me whisper;
He never heard my prayer.

I crept about for hours-
I crept about for years.
You never saw me crying;
He never saw my tears.

I fell into this presence,
I was struck with awe-
I'de never been this frightened,
Not in my life before.

He crept about the shadows,
I know I saw him there!
He said he'd heard my whisper;
He said he heard my prayer.

I said "You are lying,
The truth is written on your face!"
He spat and carried on,
And I watched him in disgrace.

He fell into the sahdows,
He floated through them all.
I smiled, he didn't scare me,
not in the slightest, not at all.

"You never once believed me-
It is I who is the fool,
Come follow me child",
He didn't say so much as drool.

"No!" I shouted out at him,
Not knowing where he be,
Still it only gave me spirit,
Still I felt that I was free.

He crept into the shadows,
And there he disappeared,
I thought he'd be back any moment-
But he was gone from that year.



Part 2 - Missing you still (For my grandparents)

My heart was lost,
My heart was found.
My heart was chained,
My heart was bound.

But still I felt it beating,
And wanted nothing more,
Than to feel some peace;
Than to calm the storm.

You left before I lost you,
You left before I found you.
You left before I chained you,
You left before I bound you.

But still your heart was beating,
Although somewhere far from here.
I never forgot your scent-
Reminiscing of peppermint and beer.

Poppy's heart was lost,
Poppy's heart was found.
Poppy's heart was chained,
Poppy's heart was bound.

But still she lingered for you,
Having passed nine years before,
She called you to her side,
And you wanted nothing more.

You still own my heart,
You will for now and always,
Even though I find myself in tears,
My love for you remains.

I didn't want to lose you,
I wanted you to stay-
I cried for several weeks,
I knew you'd gone away.

I want to see you more than anything,
And I would give the world,
So you could see me one last time-
See your little girl.

Alas I am not so little now,
For that was nine years ago.
I am all grown up now,
Or at least I like to think so.

So as the tears come pouring down,
I know my heart you found,
But then I lost it when you went,
Then I chained it, now its bound.

I wish I could see you smile,
Run my fingers through your hair.
Show you that I learnt to juggle,
Tell you that I care.

I hope I showed it with my hugs,
And warm greetings reserved for you.
I just wish I could go back,
And tell you "Poppa, I love you!"



Part 3 - Thinking of You (for nafan, you make me smile)

I woke up at 1,
And from then I couldn't sleep;
You were on my mind-
Where you'd been the whole past week.

I knew you had to work-
Wondered if you got some sleep,
Hoped you weren't too disspointed
By the appointment I couldn't keep.

I can't stop thinking of you...
And it only makes me hurt-
But not being able to be with you,
Only makes it worse.

I've been thinking of you now,
For about an hour past...
You were the first thing I thought of,
And I hope you'll be the last.
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