Post by contention on Feb 20, 2006 15:40:42 GMT -5
I love you,
Past all boundaries
And cross the line
Which twines us to
Our mortal strides.
If all was for nothing
And you were my all,
Than nothing is something
In which I’d enthrall.
When time is a boundary,
We are the hands;
Yet you are the gear
Who lengthens the bands.
From waves untouched,
To the brimstone below;
Nature is the package,
And you are the bow.
Like the rays
Who set on lunar seas;
That love is ours
Which blows the breeze.
Always searching,
We question the ways;
But I need no answer,
With you in my days.
A Heaven or Hell,
So we revere;
Yet I have both,
When you draw near.
You are my life
And you are death,
And with you I give
My every breath.
Forever and ever,
Where and when;
I love you now,
Like I’ll love you then.
Past all boundaries
And cross the line
Which twines us to
Our mortal strides.
If all was for nothing
And you were my all,
Than nothing is something
In which I’d enthrall.
When time is a boundary,
We are the hands;
Yet you are the gear
Who lengthens the bands.
From waves untouched,
To the brimstone below;
Nature is the package,
And you are the bow.
Like the rays
Who set on lunar seas;
That love is ours
Which blows the breeze.
Always searching,
We question the ways;
But I need no answer,
With you in my days.
A Heaven or Hell,
So we revere;
Yet I have both,
When you draw near.
You are my life
And you are death,
And with you I give
My every breath.
Forever and ever,
Where and when;
I love you now,
Like I’ll love you then.
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For you...
Ah, another bad poem that randomly came to me over a period of a week. It stumbled upon me last Sunday that I have never trully written a poem based on love. It was at this time that I wished to take some kind of hand at it and try it for myself. However, the way this came out is in some ways the picture I had expected, and in other ways it is a whole diffrent view that I did not expect to place down. I began this poem on Monday, and got lost after the second Stanza. It wasn't trully until this Friday that more thoughts started rolling into my mind. Out of the truth though, I have a high adoration for the first two stanzas than the rest of the piece. I was hoping to devulge into some things here, but the true meaning of this poem goes along the lines of, "This is what I mean when I say I love you."
What is love? Well, no one can really answer that, and I believe long ago there was a thread here which covered that question. Love is what you make it, yet you'll never be able to help who you love. Your heart tells you, and you lust and feel for it. You can't help how you feel, and you can't always contain what it is. It can burn you or it can release you from pain in the past. Either way, it brings you a change that sets you on the right path. Love is duality, something I tried to muster throughout this poem.
The piece starts off, merely by stating, "I love you past my own self." Or in better terms, it's trying to say that I love you with every essence of existence. So in truth its saying, your love goes beyond the flesh and skin in your body. Your love is strong enough it leaves just your mind. Thus, the "bonds that twine us to our mortal strides." The second stanza can easily be defined after a few tries by reading it over. It merely is supposed to show that no matter what you were, that you would be loved. The third stanza goes on to say something along the lines of realism. This breaks from the "Romantic" point of view but still sticks to it in a certain kind of way. This stanza states that as humans we constantly take part in time. We can not escape the hands of time, and therefore we become what controls us. However, this "loved one" is a gear, a gear which "lengthens" the bands of time. So being with this loved one makes time seem like its out of control. Somewhat meaning that this love is so strong, that it can bend the reality in which you exist.
The next two stanzas are delieved in a essence of "Romanticism", and if you think that Romantics means love then you are only 25% correct. The majority of the Romantics are based on "Nature" and "Love of the Classics". These two stanzas compare the "loved one" to objects in nature, or something even better than nature. The first says that the "loved one" is the bow on the package of "Nature". Since this person is the bow, they therefore or on top of nature. They are the thing which "Tops it off". Thus, they are the ones who top off true beauty. True beauty can be anything, but in this essence it means inner self and emotions. The next stanza goes on to compare the "love" as the force which blows the seas. If you have read any "Romantics" by Lord Bryon you will read that he said the seas can not be controlled. Therefore, if this "love" is strong enough to shake and move the waters then it has some kind of force behind it.
The last stanzas should secure things up a bit by comparing the love to duality standards. Also, the two stanzas in the above paragraph have duality because the first represents the sun, the second the moon. (Rumor has it the moon controls the placement of tide). So, the sun represents goodness and the moon as a negative. Yet, the whole of this poem is to show some kind of love.
