some of my old mushy stuff..

[Guest DanD]

I wrote this January 2011. i dont think i gave it a title.

I was feeling so very low

lower than you could ever know

solitude inside eternal empty space

your soft soul's a saving grace

but you have no clue

how deep i feel... how deep i feel

I was waiting for you, so i could go

it was cold outside, and began to snow

and there you were.. to take me

as if it were nothing,

like i knew youd be.. like i knew youd be

oh, your tones just soothe me so

your subtle glance.. just moves me so

a run, a dance, an undertow,

all these at once,

You could never know... you could never know

Mortals just don't feel this way

no words could really attempt to convey

just what I vainly attempt to say

Your soul soothes my pain from decay

yet you dont feel anything, anyway... what do i say?

I'm detatched from the mortal coil I'm in;

just a prisoner of this rotting skin.

the world's imploding, ending time;

the blind are leading on the blind.

and I dearly know...you'd never know.. another heart like mine

but it means nothing anyway.

My soul was searching for you so far and wide

-thoughout the ages, emtpy timeless tides..

Oh, mere words could never express or convey

-the way I feel, no one could say

words dont mean so much these days

any word could lead astray

And so I think to you, and hope you hear.

I reach to know, but hide from fear.

Oh, you dont have to tell me, my dear

-I know its hopeless for me here... i know its hopeless for me here.

Well. I dont know much, but i know this-

love is more than just a kiss

its not a word, its not a touch

its not a glance nor song n dance

no earthly thing could be so much..

I knew... destined to meet the soul for mine

So I searched for you since the dawn of time

I've loved you longer than you could ever know;

through out the ages, tides, and times, ...and yes i know

you dont even feel a thing.

[Guest miss kindheart]

wow , such a sad heart

Unrequited love, would be a good title , it is love that is not openly reciprocated or understood as such, even though reciprocation is usually deeply desired. The beloved may or may not be aware of the admirer's deep affections. The inability to express and fulfill emotional needs may lead to feelings such as depression, low self-esteem, anxiety and rapid mood swings between depression and euphoria. A universal feeling, by some estimates affecting 98% of all people during their lifetimes, aka broken heart

I believe we are always better off for having experienced Love even when it isn't reciprocated

Great poetry !

<<<< hug >>> Dan

vanna

[Guest DanD]

thanks,, title.. yeh but i already used that title for another song way back when..