poetry by ~rose.of.night

[~rose.of.night]

i figured it would be more organized to have all my poetry on the same page, so enjoy! please leave comments so i can improve on what i'm doing wrong and continue what i'm doing right

[~rose.of.night]

I do not ask for your respect
for how could I ever expect
from you what I do not give
to myself.
yet though my heart sits
on your shelf
and my secrets in your hand
you give me the respect
that I deserve not
not a word, nor a thought
for I have bought
shame and regret
and spent my trust
on the dead and dying souls
that used to fill the holes
of my heart
that beats as it sits on your shelf
as my secrets are cradled in your hand.
and I do not fear
for I know that here
my secrets will not leave
the one I trust
except to come back to me
gently
as you whisper respect
more than I can accept.

[qimissung]

The narrator is a lucky person to have what we all wish for, someone to love us despite our flaws and failures. You do a good job of bring the end back to the beginning.

[goldenrod]

Your poem brings to mind, that all true love is blind, and a many splendored thing!

goldenrod.

[ShadowFire]

Very interesting structure and rhythm. I agree with the others, very good at returning the focus and capturing this wonderful perspective. Thank you for sharing and I look forward to reading more.

[~rose.of.night]

I want to go home
but no one is home
and if home is where the heart is
then my home is lost.
I want to go home
but have no where to go
where i can scream and cry
and not be judged.
I want to go home
but i don't have a home;
just a house
and broken dreams
and shattered screams.
i want to go home.

[ShadowFire]

The repetition of the poem makes a nice structure. Though it has a sad tone, I hope you can find a home. Thanks for sharing.

[~rose.of.night]

if i could, i would
redo yesterday
and if i did, i would
listen to what you say
for that, i wouldn't
be afraid of today
but i can't, so would you
love me anyway?

[paperleaves]

I want to go home
but no one is home
and if home is where the heart is
then my home is lost.
I want to go home
but have no where to go
where i can scream and cry
and not be judged.
I want to go home
but i don't have a home;
just a house
and broken dreams
and shattered screams.
i want to go home.

Wow, how powerful. Kudos to you on mastering the repetition. :)

[ShadowFire]

if i could, i would
redo yesterday
and if i did, i would
listen to what you say
for that, i wouldn't
be afraid of today
but i can't, so would you
love me anyway?

I guess I just can't say enough about your structures. Again the poem has a nice structure, that seems to be a strength of yours. I like it and hope that you find an answer to your question in the last line. Thanks for sharing and keep posting cause I love reading your work.

[Silven]

Resolved to find what it is you seek,
Young madame, run to meet-
held close to heart clinging tightly
Shut cold all that is frightening
true warmth emanating from another
flowing into your soul to cover
every little nitch and cranny
love rarely feels this ready

This is what I felt when I read your poems.

[blazeofglory]

I do not ask for your respect
for how could I ever expect
from you what I do not give
to myself.
yet though my heart sits
on your shelf
and my secrets in your hand
you give me the respect
that I deserve not
not a word, nor a thought
for I have bought
shame and regret
and spent my trust
on the dead and dying souls
that used to fill the holes
of my heart
that beats as it sits on your shelf
as my secrets are cradled in your hand.
and I do not fear
for I know that here
my secrets will not leave
the one I trust
except to come back to me
gently
as you whisper respect
more than I can accept.

Love is like that and we become unthinking