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Kaye B Anderson Apr 2014
Light blue swirls,
In an ocean deep.

We laugh,
We desire,
We weep.


Shards of grass, emerald green,
Seeping through a mirage of brown.

We dare,
We smile,
We frown.


A sky of vivid blue,
Breaking through the clouds of grey.

We hope,
We bicker,
We prey.


Amongst all of the above--
The nature
          of
**Love
Kaye B Anderson Apr 2014
Where am I?
What is this?
Warm, Wet,
I'm swimming.

Alone, Alone for so long.
Not knowing right from wrong.
A thought - *What is this I'm thinking?


Bumps and lumps and all kinds of triumphs.
A race for survival - Depending on all but me.
Made from love or misery?

Who am I?
I can hear voices,
Especially one - Constantly there.
She sounds so sweet.
Who is she?

What will my life be like?
Endless possibilities - No choices.
A game of chances.
What will become of me?

A Newborns destiny - **A lottery.
Creation. Life in the womb. No choices to how we are created or where we will end up. Healthy, or not? Born into fame, wealth, a good family? No choices - its up to chance, like the lottery.
Kaye B Anderson Apr 2014
Courageous.
I go through stages.
I think about all I could do.
I am Courageous.

Afraid.
I contemplate.
I think about all that could go wrong.
I am afraid.

Brave.
I will do all that I crave.
I believe in myself.
I feel brave.

Fear.
It creeps up, whilst fulfilments of my dreams are near.
The possible becomes impossible.
I feel fear.


Fear, when brave,
Then feeling afraid,
All the stages, the rages - The angst of changes.
When I feel Courageous.
The Angst of changes, the emotions that stop us from moving forward with ourselves, our dreams, or from our fears.
Kaye B Anderson Apr 2014
"I love you."

Their true feelings spoken, There's something to be said,
To share their feelings - they're no longer weak.
As they lay there in bed.
As they lay there unafraid to speak.

They can't see their future without one another.
A deep a relationship, they are almost there.
Emotions still roar like thunder.
Hopes and Dreams, they now share.

Not just sleeping together, but Making love.
They hide no secrets, Tell no lies.
Each other - They're proud of.
Arguments now lead to Compromise.

It's their first time.
Emotions take over.
Touching, Kissing, Feeling,
Passion - the wait is over.

Their feelings for each other, yet again, grow.
Every one gets along fine.
Questions, Answers, Conversations flow.
Nervous - Meeting the family for the first time.

He says he wants to be more serious - She agrees.
Relationship is stronger.
Arguments forgiven.

Would we happy with each other?
What we have, is this right?
Frustrated with each other.
First fight.

He is lost in her beauty.
Many Dates passed, the first now a memory.
Dates and Dinners, Drinks and Movies.
Date two, Date three.

The first kiss - He gave her.*
A memorable night.
Both on their best behaviour.
A romantic dinner over candlelight.

No hesitation shown.
Arranged first date - No-one stalled.
Spoke for the first time on the phone.
Nervous -  Dialling their number, *first call.


Exciting emotions unlocked.
The start of a relation.
Numbers swapped.
Shared a conversation.

**"Hello, Nice to meet you!"
Backwards Love.      ***READ POEM BACKWARDS***

ALSO READ BELOW:

A story told backwards, A poem written backwards. I started from the bottom to the top. From " Hello, Nice to meet you!" all the way to "I love you"

This poem can be read 4 ways:
1) From top to bottom.
2) From bottom to top. (backwards)
3) Read only the sentences in bold, from top to bottom, and of course,
4) Read only the sentences in bold, from bottom to top.

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

The name that came to mind for this poem, is 'Backwards Love', since writing this love story backwards was my intention. Though because it can be read four ways, I also thought of the title 'Love - Four ways'. What do you think?


              

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Kaye B Anderson Apr 2014
Change is changing - the changes that we made.
No time for abiding by Human Rights,
When it means someone isn't getting paid.
Very short poem based on the deviousness of the hierarchy in Leadership and Governments.
Kaye B Anderson Apr 2014
Dear Friend,
Thank you for being there.
When was the last time I said thank you and you knew that I meant it?
When was the last time, we laughed at the rules and then we bent them?
Memories fade, as the years go by.
Though with you memories seem like yesterday.

Do you remember all that we went through,everything that we had done.
All the memories we made, every moment, in my heart, I've saved.

Just looking at the pictures, a moment of our youth.
Those moments how I miss them, young and unafraid to speak the truth.


Maybe, Maybe, one day we will meet,
and whenever that may be, I'm sure we will recapture the memories.
Just like yesterday, we say, although it has been years,
Since we created each others smiles and wiped away each others tears.

Dear friend,
I sure do miss you,
I remember you for a moment at the least in my days,
when we'd discuss our issues, then we'd forget them and play.
How about the times we fought battles for one another,
or the moments we fought each other?,
and then we laughed at those times, and moved on from it all in a day.
Do you remember them? My friend, how can I forget,
all those years gone by and still a clear memory of how we first met.

Maybe, Maybe, one day we'll meet,
and whenever that may be, we can remake our history.
Maybe, Maybe, one day we'll meet,
until then my old friend, I hope your safe and happy.


If I don't see you, If life has taken us to far,
like the waves of the ocean, like a long lost star,
Remember that I remember you, and never forget the times we shared,
My friend, I will always be here, **and in my heart, you will always be there.
Like a letter to an old friend. Written as a poem, and also possible song lyrics.

Enjoy.

Note: Warning: All my works are protected by Copyright laws and I will not take any copying (stealing) lightly.

Copyright © 2014 All Rights Reserved by Kaye B. Anderson

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