I'm closing my eyes deep In thought drifting slowly remembering I can see snow on the ground I'm In a park all the trees bare of leaves they look almost like ghostly figures hiding In the shadows waiting to pounce I approach a Park bench I'm not afraid because there Is a hand In mine It's that of that wife to be Helen her name so sweet she Is so full life sitting down beside me I'm looking at her pretty face It's bitterly cold but neither of us feels It we have youth on our side Helen Is dressed In this lovely two-piece green suit white blouse white stockings and beautiful black shoes so petite almost like a china doll I'm sitting there can't take me off her but no way was I going to let this girl slip away I'd made up my there then she would become my wife Helen was so beautiful to me as I finally her walked home we stood at Helen garden gate I looked In those beautiful blue eyes I could hear my voice In my head It said you don't know It yet Helen but I'm going to marry you shortly after that I did so proud of her I was she gifted me a son even though my poor girl passed away our son stayed with me he's just like his Mother I love him so much I'm reluctantly opening my eyes now my short time away from reality was so good while It lasted so beautiful Helen was to me
Helen In her beautiful green two piece suit white blouse and white stockings black shoes she look like a China Doll so petite Helen was so beautiful to me
I was chosen by chance The moment fate took a bite The start of my story Was the end of his life I felt unworthy and confused Running farther from the fight I wasn't scared of the dark I was more scared of the light That focused on my failures Weighed by greater expectations I was ****** into the web Of my own frustration I want to run and hide Just to escape it all Forget what fate has given me All of my fears and all of my falls This mask that holds a legacy Wasn't able to mask a novice Because this suit held a hero And I wasn't suited for this promise
The date The train is left It runs very fast Who can stop? I have an appointment A date with who I loved I wore the most New and expensive one Of my well-made suit I had troubled As I lost my tempered When I remembered her shiny Smile that was seen Over her shiny Lips I could hardly tie my neck tie Which I tied before in ease My hands trembled in fast What had happened to my tempers? When I wore my shoes I suddenly saw my socks Beside on the carps What a luck I became very smart I walk out in fast The rain was downed I still smiled But a speedy car passed It distributed the water Everywhere like storm I had bad storm I was downed I remembered one Told if you want To get high rank You must be patient And able to ascend the mount I must be patient As I remembered her face Shining with elegance I went back I washed up In fast as I could I wore another one The time spent As the blink of the eye I tried to stop a car To transport me so far The cars were busy What a bad luck! Finally I found one I took it in fast Argued the driver to run To get the train before he had gone The driver drove not fast I argued him with weak sound He told he couldn't As the land filled with water He hardly controlled the car I looked to the heaven The sky was filled with dark What a bad luck I prayed to my God? You know I don't want harm Please help me my lord! Finally I was in The watch moved Clicked with high sound I became in puzzle Which sound was heard The watch or my heart sound I stayed on the chair Beside the window I wiped it to have a look To green garden to compare With her wide eyes Which looks good I opened my note Looked at my watch Asking my heart "Why she didn't come?" The time for the train came To move up The moving is like a death Comes on time without late Not be stopped even By the walls High and strong Even the doors are closed But it did know his road I opened my note book To look why she is not Here up till that time She didn't be late I adjusted my time On her time as she did She looked like have an adjust clock With her body as I thought She walked up the **** On the morning to wake up the sleeping She walked the birds To sing harmony songs She went to her work On adjust time without late Why didn't she come? Here is the time I wrote and keep on my heart I reminded it every moment Here is the respond Oh! Oh! What luck I opened the small letter That it might be sent But I forgot for my happiness Or speed, or my thoughts Who could stop that? Or could return the time? To send that letter To meet my lover The time is passed As the train passed My love was lost
Swaggering daggers swaddling swatches Winning spinning machine-like linnens Having stabbing grabbing suits Never ever silver-tounged seluths On a journey? go to Deluth Stop at Denny's, sit in a booth Order a super bird, hot and delicious Into my belly, full and malicious Leave in a hurry, stand up then scurry Back to the car but don't go far Light up a spliff and head for the cliff Jump just in time, land on a dime Goodbye to my auto, is my new motto Can't get back home, at least till tomorrow
She love her pets all are fluppy and cute Her snakes will calm when she plays her flute And so her dogs when she wants it mute She seemed a joyful lady with black-red suit She makes me very nervousr with her one foot And try to ****** me with her catfood I wish I could taste it if I'm in mood So I took my raiment and stole it and she then sued She locked me in her room I think thats rude And told me thats how she love me I wish I could From that day I can feel it until I felt blue She did sacrifice me and it's my last day or two
We run stiffly, in tailored suits. Shiny, but firm, leather boots. Never again? to be free and loose with our feet? like we did when we were kids? We run as much as our capacity and tolerance allow.. Swiftly, but straight. with restraint . As to not shake, at our dignity
Makes me smile when I see, what only can be described as - the restrained running of grown men and women, in their business suits. Often seen at train stations
Look at me! No, not at ME. Look at me. Look at my smart shoes and carefully matched belt. Look at my tailored suit, custom lining and fitted shirt. Look at my intelligent tie and newsworthy socks. Look at my beautifully groomed face, hands and hair. Look at me, and respect ME. But whatever you do, don't look at ME.
I finely wear a suit just because I want to be finely dressed, Yet no matter how delicate My skin, I feel sharpness of the silk, As it cuts me slowly Like the insults you bare From your balcony of power I've been bruised and broken, But these bones are shaking Alongside my veins that bleed Hope and transparency.
I've been kicked to the curb more times than a football Except I don't bounce off, Because my heart isn't shaped To survive the forces of evil That walk amongst these walls, Or people we call friends.
I still wear the finely made suit Because I know if I take it off, My skin will crumble and fall, sometimes I live my life, In confines of fear Other people bring when I don't fit In this tailor made suit, The only thing holding me together Is sewmanship that my suit brings, Or perhaps the mask I hide behind When I try blend into this room Full of people wearing suits.
A poem about being scared to let yourself be yourself. Living your lives In confines of fear.