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If I was braver I'd tack a world map to my wall and put a pin in all the places that scared me little yellow and green dots that show me how little I know of the world and I'd go to everyone of those places slowly, through my lifetime, and stay for a little or a lot until I could remove that coloured dot off the map on my wall but I am not brave enough to wake every morning to a reminder that I am afraid. If I was kinder I would leave notes on sticky pads with little lines of poetry or things that remind me of you and I'd leave them where I know you could never see them encoded into paintings that I hide in drawers in languages that I know you don't yet speak I'd fill books with slanted lines written in blue ink and sketches of your heart beat and I'd keep my kindness close to my chest but I am not kind enough to love you without wanting you to love me in return. Maybe, one day, I will put up a world map and put blue pins for some of the places that reminds me of you and never explain it, even when you ask and fill a little yellow notebook with my fears and doubts and give it to you in a grey box with a scarf or a sweater or something innocuous. and I will consider that a good start towards wanting without needing.
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Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
Someday (You)
If I was braver I'd tack a world map to my wall and put a pin in all the places that scared me little yellow and green dots that show me how little I know of the world and I'd go to everyone of those places slowly, through my lifetime, and stay for a little or a lot until I could remove that coloured dot off the map on my wall but I am not brave enough to wake every morning to a reminder that I am afraid. If I was kinder I would leave notes on sticky pads with little lines of poetry or things that remind me of you and I'd leave them where I know you could never see them encoded into paintings that I hide in drawers in languages that I know you don't yet speak I'd fill books with slanted lines written in blue ink and sketches of your heart beat and I'd keep my kindness close to my chest but I am not kind enough to love you without wanting you to love me in return. Maybe, one day, I will put up a world map and put blue pins for some of the places that reminds me of you and never explain it, even when you ask and fill a little yellow notebook with my fears and doubts and give it to you in a grey box with a scarf or a sweater or something innocuous. and I will consider that a good start towards wanting without needing.
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Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
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