Daan - Hello Poetry

Daan May 2014

I'm done trying, fairly to say,
I guess I was lying, you don't want me to stay.

Don't even bother, I said, I would do.
that doesn't mean I'm inexhaustible for you.

I've offered a lot, proceeded to talk,
hoped to impress,
nevertheless,
your answer was wrong.
Forever I'm stuck, listening to this song

It could have been different, but let's get it passed, so
I can move on, unfit to decide. I'll do it myself.

Don't sit here, it will be our last, don't ever
sit here
again.

I see you laughing, I hope it's real,
I hope you're honest to what you could feel
My chances are left, back at home, I'm moving
to the center, finally I'll live.

Daan May 2014

For realists and hopeless romantics

Down with the winds, down with all
covering blankets, take it all down.
I am hooked on things you frown
upon, carelessly, aware of the naked fall.

The fall is near, so very near, my eyes
were twinkling, godsent happiness and lies
mixed and all is good when he flies.
Strangely hidden, somewhere, he cries.

I believed and worried, remember that
it hurt. I believed and worried, recall
that I hurt. To be real, and love, is what
I mentioned, but I can only crawl.

Do you remember, do you recall, I plead,
begging to be your only, different, need.

Daan May 2014

Series

On the edge of giving up,
rekindled, almost certain.
Grab a blanket, fill a cup,
put it on and close the curtain.

The marathon has started.

Daan May 2014

This time

Mostly it's reversed, this time, not.
Rejection equals friendship in a way
unimagined. Now it's all I've got.
For the moment I notice, the second
I see, just when I know you'll never
love me. I turn it off, I cut it out.

The feelings disappear all at once.

I'll never look at this the same,
open my mouth with such unfair shame.
Of care I took and time I spend, hoping
to blend, in a different way, I guess I am
happy, and hope you will stay, a part of
my life, as a friendship resemblance.

I'll search again, for more prominence
in eyebrows, this time.

Daan May 2014

Molten

I'm an island, in a lake in a big
city. The water around me is deep
and foggy, the hills I carry, steep
but soft, even sinkier, dig
your own way out.

Or in,
making the mill spin,
caught a swimming trout.
With bare hands I touched
With bare hands I clutched

I was told to bend
not break.
I want to spend
more time to make

this work.

Inhabit my world,
enjoy my fruits and trees and nature
enjoy me, live me,
hair, uncurled, major
mistakes, set straight, be,
dare to be,
loved.

Daan May 2014

Give it time

She skates, she trains,
she tells her story,
words stay behind,
people act all hasty.

I feel sorry,
Express yourself, I'll give time,
I just want to help.

I fear for worse times, what if
she loses ice and figure,
something bad
happens.

When this awkward oyster opens up,
the pearl inside is still unknown,
will it shine, will it glow.
She cannot be empty.

About seeds and eggs
about oysters
about the growing of cacti
stingy on the outside, guards
I want to reach further.
thick-skinned
uncontrollable bursting overwhelms
give it time and ice to
cool
off.

Daan May 2014

I fell

Passing puddle after puddle,
chasing girls I'd love to cuddle.
But nothing is my option as
I walk past the growing grass.

The sun is blocked, the clouds feel
mighty as the supporting pillar
mightlessly tries, aborting his fighting squeal.
The stranger, the stayer, the stronger and stiller.

I worry a lot, for unpassed moments,
pages unreached. She says it's my fault.
In our stars it was written.
Now I feel cold, I guess I am smitten.

It started raining, feelings, cropped,
come out all at once, it finally stopped.

I am mortified by the choice I made.
It was wrong and I have to change.