I am:
as short, as the potential you see in me
as tall, as the depths you find within me
as old, as the memories you have of me
as young, as the laughter you share with me
as wise, as the kind words you hear from me
as lost, as the tears you tolerated for me
I am as happy:
as the smile, that greets me
as the warmth, instilled in me
I am unhappy:
when belatedly, realising that disappointment in your gaze
when shivering, at the chilling distance of a cold embrace
I am the sum, of all that your eyes: sculpted of me…
© L. B. Mek
March 2017
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What more could a man ask than to live up to the image of character in his partners eyes.
Only a man confident in this way could write so. Although a vivid imagination in a bachelors mind could have a damned good try.
thanks for the positivity and encouragement, especially in a write like this one where the voice is a little vulnerable and inevitably the writer is a little more protective/sensitive than usual
Sometimes my posts are 100% about me and sometimes they are me imagining writing from an imagined scenario.... sometimes i make it clear which is which in my response to comments but not always.
The enigma of the poet author is a good hand to play, in my book. Thereby one can lay one's heart bare and the reader will not know if it's truth or fiction - thereby i am protecting myself - should i feel it necessary. ..... yes sometimes it's necessary.
Good write LB.
Snap! I chose same picture as you, just after you posted. I didn't see the pic on your poem first - honest!
*Staggers back in amazment*. Great minds think alike. Or - Small things amuse small minds. Or a bit of both! lol.
With the latter - now when are me 3 brain cells coming back from holiday? heehee.
thank you!
lol, double snap was supposed to post this a day earlier but had internet connection issues: was meant to be I guess
A love-filled description of trying to meet another' s eye-view yet versed with such honesty when early embraces become chilled with cold distance. An engaging read
thank you Fay, I hope the honesty is relatable to others: once you go down that road some writes can be very self-centred but maybe that's ok sometimes
Sometimes I wonder if no embrace is better than a cold distant embrace! A heartfelt poem!
Thanks for sharing!
I know what you mean as well, if we are left with just solitude sooner or later we can get accustomed to it, but the uncertainty of hope tainted by disappointment and regret has a habit of making things more complicated than they need ever be...
thank you!
"as young, as the laughter you share with me" is my favorite line from this piece. well written
glad you could relate to it and thanks for highlighting my favourite line as well
Love and feelings are always there in a loved ones eyes.
Andy
I like your positivity, lets hope reality mirrors your sentiments
Thanks Andy
Okay, so now ya got her undivided attention, whip the ring out and pop da question.... Well bloomin penned my friend 😎👍
ikr it goes to plan... until of-course inevitably: she stutters her ummm's and ahhh's... then it's back to playing the class joker, with a winked frown of horror's mirror, while that trembling knee lifts a rapidly sinking spirit to exclaim loud a pitiful: 'sike! just practising for the real thing...' haha - ha, hmmmm 😥
lmao, sorry that's the pessimist in me, I think it's good to feed it regularly so it doesn't pop-up: unexpectedly 😅
thanks, hope you're having a fun break my friend
I am terrified of this idea.
I also can't escape its validity.
yeah, I agree can be a little daunting if taken too seriously,
thank you
Its true, whatever else it is.
Thank you for bringing your beautiful creativity to our world; I am personally grateful because your poems speak truth which is the ultimatum of poetry. Thank you.
what a rewarding read, you've gifted me
as for me, sincerity is the anchor thread
connecting my eclectic scribbles
and so your comments, I shall treasure
for a long time indeed
thank you for taking the time
how very kind, dear poet
Really like your words in this 🙂
oh how very sweet of you
so glad you found this
thank you for taking the time, dear poet
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