Post by 57 - Cheryl on Nov 19, 2008 20:45:16 GMT -5
Wrote this June 7, 2007 so it's not the current situation anymore, but I still like this poem anyway. ;D
Then and Now
I saw right through him
the plans never came true
all that you have said
just words being expressed.
Under the moonlight
I have walked home alone
And since I was a little girl
I dreamed of the day
to be swept off my feet
living a successful life.
And all those lonely nights
and all those times
I have written poems
at parks, on fields of grass
I let my imagination fly.
You became a figment of my imagination
all the pieces of the puzzle
started coming together
making everything make sense
that things would not turn out well.
They never did.
All those lonely weekends
all the times I have spent alone
waiting to be swept away,
my own Cinderella story to come true.
Those lights at night,
the ones that are orange, not yellow
so low and romantic
that make eyes look deep
I stood there with my eyes closed
letting my imagination take heed
and there you stood giving me your heart,
falling in love with me at the National Mall.
The heart I gave myself to before
was not the heart it belonged
for it came along when I shut that door.
The door that opened,
opened a heart of when I was a little girl.
And all those lonely nights
walking home in the dark
looking up at the orange lights
the streets so quiet
I must’ve wished for a soul,
a soul to meet with mine.
Years later I bumped into a man.
We held each other on a bench
We shared many laughs
He looked at me under orange lights
I fell in love at the national mall.
A year later he got down on knee
And he asked to marry me.
My time has come for true love
I no longer sit alone writing poems,
my poems are when I sit with him
with his arms wrapped around me,
kissing his soft lips.