Bursting My Bubble
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Bursting My Bubble
I can't remember how I allowed this to happen.
You came and conquered a piece of me.
That piece which lies hidden from beneath
Carefully armored with a hard shell.
Now, threatens violently to break into fragments.
Everyday, I guard myself against your smile
Your vague glimmering ways is killing me
How horribly you torment me!
I hide myself as much as I could
For fear that I might allow you to devour the whole me.
Once I had my heart powdered into dust.
Several times, I tossed it to the swine.
There was no one to blame but me
For I hold the key to unleash the poor longing of my soul.
If you could please let go of my heart
And never step out of your comfort zone.
You belong there...where the rivers are placid.
Do not come back and play the bumblebee with me.
I cannot have you...you can't be mine.
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LOL. That's a nice way to put it. Thanks Randy. I feel like candy now. :)
Reluctancy I see in here Sheena with a yearn to love...
Love can sting can't she? Nice poem dear.
Wonderful poem. Truly tortured by love, I have felt that many times before.
shamel - LoL. You know me, huh? Oh, shamel I hate this yearning...I really do. There are times when I got the moon in full blast and these freakin' feelings comes lurkin' in the dark.
Ralwus - Yeah, stings like a bee. Thank you, CC.
Triplet Mom - It's nice to know that you too have been where I am now. Someday, this will bring a smile to my face. Thanks much, Triplet Mom.
Who is the lucky to deserve this painful yearning? :)
shamel - Crap! I wish he knew he's lucky. LOL Just someone...
What torture (bloomin' men!) - at least you've got a beautiful poem out of it though!
Apricot - thanks for comin' over. No worries. He does like me. I just felt that it isn't the right time. Somewhere it is written that we should not awaken love before it's time. So I'm lettin' things be for now. I am waiting and while I'm at it, I am growing, learning something about me that I thought was never possible.
Why not? Why can't he be yours? If you want him, just take him.
Nicely done Sheena !
This moved me to my soul. Somehow, I feel a real connection. Sounds very familiar, these feelings. What a beautiful way to express yourself. I hope now that a few months have passed since you shared this that you are in a happy place with yourself, whether with him or not. I understand.
Lovely poem, very deep and passionate...
Love can be torturing, it can be kind ironic sometimes. Which I think is kind of interesting, another great poem.
.....you write like no other .................................................................................................................................................................................... than me ...... of course!!!!!
Randy Behavior Level 2 Commenter 2 years ago
Sheena you sound deliciously tortured.