#chose
What does it matter if I chose to wear a ring
Silver and cold-blooded, fought hard to receive
To symbolize the one coiled around my heart
If I chose to order a drink
Of the poem you recite with smile and splendor
To symbolize you, miles away, my new year’s wish
If I chose to remain in your bed that morning
After your insensitive and heart-constricting decision
to symbolize a commitment to communication and forgiveness
If I chose to lock eyes and arms with you
In a hall teeming with energy contradictory to the average age
To symbolize overwriting painful past through contraband
What does it matter that I chose you
Implicitly and explicitly and wholly
if you didn’t choose me?
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 9:19 PM UTC
I knew our decisions were misguided
And I chose to make them despite that knowledge
I wanted you and I to act in harmony
Needed to know every heartbeat pulsating from our two chests was in perfect synchronization
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 3:56 AM UTC
Yesterday I chose to regret.
But today, I choose happiness.
I'll let tomorrow choose whatever she wants.
Because today, I live.
Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 3:12 AM UTC
Do we really have time to get it all done
With so much to do and nowhere to run
The path that we took, turned out not so good
Yet somehow we managed, the BEST that we could
It's time to turn and go a different way
The sooner the better, let's do it today
The fact here is this, we at least took the shot
We learned from the journey, and that is for naught
There will always be, more than one path to take
Never fear, the way chosen, could have been a mistake
We chose, we learned, and that stands above it all
That one little outcome, is never, ever, small....
Brian Hill - 2019 # 308
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 10:51 AM UTC
A chosen place for life to live
That you chose for a loved one to live their life
But which is not someones living loved ones, place of choice
But to chose a place that a loved ones chosen
Is but a place to live for life with love.
Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 10:31 PM UTC
It is so crazy
How risky
The love
We chose to have.
Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
It stood among no giants, no towers, no mountains.
Heedless to the wind, scattered without waving stalks and rusted leaves,
it chose to fall where it could not.
Jaded, perhaps, but not without sterling hands crafted to bellow.
A smattering of elbows chastised the woodpeckers pecking.
Ephemeral? Beautiful? Sober? Lassitude?
It fell among no gorges, no ravines, no swale.
Heedless to the rain, swamped in a dell without sliver streams,
it swelled up above the ratty woven sails.
Coarse, perhaps, but feather flew, vying for sky.
A copse of whitebark pine pillaged no battalions.
Mauve? Tender? Empyrean? Redolent?
It pattered among no small sorts, no ant hills, no chambers.
Heedless to the duke, sabotaged without sword, spear, stone,
it swallowed a hive of rabbits in no fields.
Desultory, perhaps, but not with quintessential ripples bent in space.
A harrowing panacea flourished in spindles of florid bristles.
Sempiternal? Susurrous? Honeyed? Irascible?
It churned among no whirlpools, no pots, no frosting.
Heedless to the maelstrom, sluicing in a myriad of slanted lanterns,
it chose to lure where it could not beguile.
Laconic, perhaps, but not without furtive gallows smoldering.
A candelabra of viridian mire spies spied genteel dragonflies.
Enormity? Enmity? Vestigial? Switchback?
It stood among nothing.
It stood enervated.
It stood.
It.
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 8:37 PM UTC
and when i said my last goodbye,
a little piece of my soul,
broke from me,
and flew in infinity,
i wanted you to,
hold me from my shoulder and shake me,
shake me till i change my decision,
i wanted you to remind me,
of all the roses you left in my room,
i wanted to listen your ,
"please dont go"
i wanted you to grab my hand,
and say,
you would never let me go,
i wanted you to shout out aloud to the world,
you will never ever let me leave you,
but you didnt even made a single gesture,
to stop me,
from walking away,
so i just chose to walk away,
because i knew at that moment,
that my absence will not effect you,
because my presence never did......
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
I'm the theory in your head
I'm the theory that's painted red
Planted in your garden bed
The choir of furies in your stead
The pack of doubts that never fled
She's the monstrosity that tore you to shreds
And I'm the ghost that saw how you bled.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 9:09 PM UTC
I tried so hard.
I tried to be pretty and funny and spontaneous. I tried to be better for you.
I know you’re not supposed to change yourself for someone, but I honestly feel like you were bringing out the best in me.
You didn’t make me change myself. I chose to. So it hurts that I still wasn’t good enough for you.
You didn’t try very hard. You didn’t have to.
I was head over heels for you, and you knew it. You abused it.
Now you’re gone, and I can’t even recognize myself.
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:01 AM UTC
I was there when you need someone. I was there when your world is so dark. I was there yet you still chose her. Why? What's wrong with me? Am I not enough?
Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 7:53 AM UTC
He knows I'm not perfect.
He knows all my flaws too well.
He knows there's a void in me no one could fill.
And yet he chose to love me still.
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 10:09 AM UTC
Although I strut like a bright plumed bird
I do not choose-
As a man, I am chosen.
I noted your face first I thought
but it was you who
selected mine. You
who arranged our first well-considered
copulation, who washed and aired
the sheets two days before-
You who arranged the hour.
I who complied.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
There were so many ways by which she can heal herself
but she chose me.
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC
She chose to help
others against
pursuing her
heart.
She take care of
the weak.
She's like the
guardian of the
sick
-HIY
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 11:15 AM UTC
knowing him was
her choice.
With all the
worst the had
happened,
She chose to
carry on.
She stood strong.
Even when broken.
He came like
wind,
Gentle and
natural;
To her skin.
Filling every
gaps of void,
of once she
called heart.
He's nothing new,
Yet different
entirely.
For she could
feel more;
Know herself
more.
Knowing him was
intentional.
Loving him; No.
-HIY
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 10:38 AM UTC
The colors that have drained
from the dreams of people,
lie cluttered on the doorway
of their homes.
Everytime they try to leave
for something more practical
and more safe life, that they chose,
that awaits them everyday
and does not keep them worrying
about what all they can loose.
Everytime they step out,
even in hurry,
they sidestep that clutter.
Look at it from the corner of their eyes
and for a second their heart seems aware
of the frost that is killing it.
For a second the reasons for the
sleepless night and blank gazes is recalled.
But the limbs keep moving
to keep a distance from hopes
that never materialize.
On their way back home
they dread to see
the clutter of discarded dreams.
But they want to believe
that ignoring and forgetting it
becomes easier with time.
Although it never has.
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 2:30 AM UTC
The tears in my eyes have not yet to fall
Because I remember when I do cry, I don't cry but bawl.
Then I structure and build a great wall
And grow and grow in reverse, anything but big, oh so small.
The hair in my face still glistens as it snows
My blinking eyes flicker at the reminder that it's me you chose.
The cheeks on my face as red as a rose,
But thoughts in my mind, as they quickly slow.
Makes me wonder, what are our plans?
Will you leave as the tears on my face dance?
Would you ever give me a second or third or fourth chance?
Will there ever be another incident where we touch hands?
Am I overthinking already?
I'm so sorry, I'll try and go steady.
My thoughts can be so destructive and deadly.
But I can promise you that someday I'll be ready.
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 9:09 PM UTC
In that moment
a thousand poems fill my lips
Suddenly
I am too shy to speak;
Blue eyes and sunshine have become
the only words I could ever need.
I have come to know
The earth is not a cold, dead thing,
I no longer want to be afraid.
I get the sense that I forgot,
somewhere in between bruising
what beauty is truly built from.
Built from scarring skin,
reminding me constantly;
Love is not a weapon
Love is not hurt
Love is not to use against,
or harm,
or wreckage
but Love is a choice.
Every day,
To forgo the safety of feeling just okay,
step onto the edge of emotions
with a hand on your back
and trust that They will be steady,
They will be kind,
They will stay.
Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 7:39 PM UTC
Holy God, Sovereign, Faithful, Righteous and True
I pray every day that I may be reduced
Death to the flesh, alive in You
This is hard to do
So much temptation blurs my view
Whatever it takes, this is what I chose
Be the gardener of my heart, weeds, and thorns remove
Drink from Your cup, Blood of Jesus righteous juices
My soul’s affection and bruised
Healed by Christ Jesus, stripes, and wounds
Don’t want to go back into the devil's pool
Let me walk in your victorious shoes
So that I won’t slip into the devil's glue
Like a plug to a socket, connected to You
So I won’t go down into death and meet my doom
Everywhere I go, Your light that gives life produces
Giving birth to everlasting Spiritual fruit
Fire of Your Holiness consumed
“To live as Christ and to die is gain”
This is my life’s pursuit
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 5:47 PM UTC
Chose you...
lets share love always...
its the only greatest feelings that humans ever get...
with love only we can feel happy and safe...
its our only deepest need...
and its the greatest gift that we granted by the great God...
so..
lets love and feel a happiness....
lets love and lets feel it ....
lets make it , make it love...
through souls,hearts and bodies...
make sure that you will love ...
and will make love today...
that's why i chose you...
chose you sweetheart...
chose you to love you on my way...
chose to love you in silence,...
because in silence,i find no rejection...
chose to love you in a loneliness...
because in loneliness,no one can own you..
just only me who can owns you...
and who can loves you..
so,..
that why i loved you on my way...
love you sweetheart...
yours,..
hazem al...
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 7:21 AM UTC