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Poetry and Writings

SLEEPING ROSE


SLEEPING ROSE

S.JENSEN © 1993

A ROSE THAT IS

BEATING A PULSE

I YEARN TO TURN

MY FACE

TO THE DAWN…

THE DEW IS ABOUT

THE NIGHT

SO FADING

MEMORIES TURN

YOUR FACE

TO THE MOONLIGHT

MEMORIES

ALL ALONE

IN THIS LIGHT

I REMEMBER

A TIME

I KNEW WHAT

HAPPINESS WAS

ANOTHER DAY

IS DAWNING

LOOKING TO

THE SUNRISE

I MUS NOT GIVE

IN

TO HOPELESSNESS

HOWEVER

AS DOES

EVERYTHING

THE MEMORY

SO IS FADING

WATCHING

THE BLOOD DROP

FROM THE

SCRATCH

FROM THE ACCIDENT

WHERE AS ALWAYS

I TEND TO

BUMP INTO THINGS

WONDERING

WHAT GOOD

AM I REALLY

I FEEL BUT

ITS SO NUMB

INSIDE

IS THERE STILL

A TOMORROW

OR ONLY A

VAIN ATTEMPT

TO RECALL

WHAT THE

MEMORY OF

REAL LOVE

WAS IN MY HEART

- - - -

SO LONG AGO

WENT THROUGH

SOME ROUGH

PATCHES IN LIFE

WHERE I NEVER

GOT TO HOLD

ONTO THOSE

I LOVED

DEEPLY

ROOTED IN

MISTAKES

SOME MINE

SOME NOT MINE

SOME MY

VIEW OF WHAT

LOVE IS

ALWAYS

WAS CROSSED

FROM FRIENDSHIP

I STRUGGLED

WITH THE

FACTS OF

BEING TOLD

I AM WRONG

TO LOVE A WOMAN

CAUSE ITS

JUST NOT THE

WAY ONE IS

SUPPOSED TO BE

BUT

I LEARNED

HOW WRONG

THEY TRULY ARE

AND LEFT

THEM ALL BEHIND

IN SEARCH

FOR OTHERS

THAT FELT THE

SAME AS I

EVEN THEN

I NEVER FOUND

VERY MANY

THAT I COULD

GET CLOSE TO

SO EVEN

AMONG THOSE

I THOUGHT

WERE LIKE ME

I DIDN’T FIT IN

NEVER FIT IN

ANYWHERE

I AM THE LONER

A LONE WOLF

OF SORTS

THE ARTIST

THAT SEES

BEAUTY

AND CREATES

FROM IT

YET AS AN ARTIST

WE CAN SO

BE TORTURED

BY OUR OWN

FEELINGS

AND GO

INTO DARK SPOTS

I LEARNED

TO LET THEM

RIDE INTO

WAVES OF ANOTHER

SPACE

LEAVING ME

IN A PEACEFUL

GRACE

KNOWING NOW

THAT ITS PERFECTLY

OK TO LIKE

LOVING A DUDE

OR A LADY

OR BOTH

AND STILL HAVE

GOD IN MY LIFE

HE SO DOES NOT

JUDGE

THE WAY PEOPLE

DO

EVEN FAMILY

CAN

HURT SOMEONE

MORE THAN DO

THEM GOOD

WHEN THEY

DON’T UNDERSTAND

AND CAN’T

ACCEPT

JUST WHO YOU

ARE

BUT I CAN

TRAVEL FORWARD

AND NEVER

EVER

LET IT

EVER GET ME

SO LOW

AS I WAS

WHEN I WAS YOUNGER

SOME

MOMENTS

STILL

CREEP IN

BUT I PUSH

THEM ASIDE

FASTER THAN

I USED TO

CRY A LITTLE BIT

AND THEN

AFTER ALL THE

GRIEVING MOMENTS

AND EMOTIONS

TEND TO

MAKE ME SO

UNCOMFORTABLE

ANYHOW

I AM SO A SPOCK

ITS NOT A JOKE

WE FEEL

LIKE EVERYONE ELSE

JUST WE DON’T

SHOW IT THE

SAME

ON THE OUTSIDE

I CAN BE SO

COLD AND ALOOF

SO CARE FREE

WITH IT

BUT TRUE INTIMACY

IN MY LIFE

HAS BEEN

RARE TO FIND

BUT WHEN I DO

I TEND TO HOLD

IT IN THE

SWEET LOVE

OF FRIENDSHIP

AND LET IT BE

KINDA EXCEPT

THE FACTS

THAT NOT MUCH

WILL CHANGE

SORT OF ONCE

A LONER

A NERDIE GEEK

YOU KINDA

STAY THAT WAY

AND I AM

NOW OK WITH IT

GOT PLENTY

OF NERDIE FRIENDS

JUST LIKE ME

WHO LOVE

AS I DO

EVEN IF I STILL

FEEL AND OUTSIDER

AMONG THEM TOO

I FLOW WITHIN IT

AND OUT IT

AND CONTENT

HAPPINESS IS

A FLEETING

MOMENT

IN BETWEEN

THE UPS AND DOWNS

OF WHAT LIFE

WILL SO

THROW AT YOU

AND

I OVER COME

SO MUCH

TO BE OK

WITH WHO I AM

NEVER GONNA

LET ANYONE

TELL ME

I AM WRONG

FOR MY

LOVE

NOW.

I CARRY ONWARD

TIL ONE DAY

HOPEFULLY

SOMEONE WILL

FIT IN MY LIFE

AS I FIT IN THERE LIFE

AND ALL WILL

BE SIMPLY OK....


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