Rejection is a kindness
Sometimes
Chasing after someone so fine
He doesn’t allow false hopes
Weighing upon my mind
If he is kind
Dangling  ‘pon invisible ropes
Is really my own
Responsibility
He doesn’t owe rejection to me
And it’s not as if I want to be free
I gotta want after somebody
And if it must be
Ain’t nobody better than he
As far as I can see
I see almost perfectly
With my whole body
He is kind
The **** is me
That must be
According to what I see
But still, I feel
He is not kind to me
I accept I’m probably
Thinking narcissistically
Part of me
He can see
Easier than me
Why we do not be
I accept realistically
And I am actually free
To chase after anybody
It so happens to be
He

It must be an ugly side
I display
How can I not
When I display so openly
Of course there is an ugly side
I cannot see
Glaring obviously
To everyone
But me
I been kicked around
Occasionally
Some of those bruises never leave
Become invisible to me
Eventually

smooth
as marble
strangely warm
are her
alabaster arms

benieth
long bangs
a curve of grace
is her
piquant little
face

a waif-like
gamen little thing
she is a fairie
with no wings

a smudge
of feathers round
her head
she lies on tile

almost
dead

the world saw
her wounds and scars
but we don't
care unless they're

OURS


now her
pain is
in the
past

now
she
has
her
wings
at
last




(c) SoulSurvivor Aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc

I am the for whom
The bell tolls today
I am a toll worthy lady
More than today
For me
The bell tolls frequently
Bells must have the ability
To toll silently
Obviously
Bells are deaf
Not me

Sitting within myself
Belief in my wholeness
Bringing my light
Letting it shine
Most of the time
There’s no way to escape
Uncertainty
Occasionally
But that is not me
I have a powerful destiny
Maybe through this poetry
And maybe after I no longer be
These poems might still speak for me

It’s not personal
You’ve got your reasons
Nothing to do with me
I don’t need to know why
There is no how
Here and now
It wasn’t even a season
Nonexistence
Can’t reasonably be missed
Can it?  
And who cares, anyway?
Unreasonable feelings are just as strong
Unjustifiably
Unknowing of you and me
Feel like it cuts so deeply
Itches unscratched
Eventually go away
Someday

Do I owe an explanation
If I disappear
Ghosting the ghost
Who never did hear
What good is a dramatic exit
Of an empty room
No doors to slam
No wheels to burn rubber
All this flim flam
Forever undiscovered
Time
Effort
Heart on a sleeve
Wasted speech as I leave
Empty