Buh4Bee
07-15-2009, 04:51 PM
This is a poem I wrote after college after the end of a deep friendship that never amounted to anything. He moved away one day and never told me where he went. It still makes me cry to read it.
Oh!
Where are you?
The necklace around my neck and the earrings that dangling in my ear are worn for you.
I enthroned myself in the symbols of you.
When I turn my head and jungle my jewelry, do you not hear me?
Where are you?
I am answered by the song of the birds and the grasses rubbing on my gaiters as I walk, calling and looking for you.
Where are you?
When I stand in that dark place, your chair is empty, everything deserted.
Except a rejected book that I gave you, Book Thief!!!!!!!
You are gone, as if you are dead.
The darkness envelopes me like the dark universe of your eyes.
It speaks nothing to me.
When we stood on each other’s side of the partition and the sun came through the window, I saw the colors into your dark soul.
I SAW!
You left me and I want to rip you into pieces, like your name tag thrown into the wind.
It drifted to the ground like the snowflakes I watched you ski in.
Oh, the tenderness of childhood innocence that you lavished upon me.
You’re a dirty little chameleon, like a dirty old man, with a last chance at love.
You know what you do, my innocent friend.
Why have you abandon me, as you have done so many times before?
Is it a sweet little joke, a fun game, as you declared of me?
We have known before and it is not supposed to be this way.
You made me suffer for you, and I did with a passion beyond words.
You will never know, because I don’t know where you are!
Oh,
Where are you?
Please answer me.
Oh!
Where are you?
The necklace around my neck and the earrings that dangling in my ear are worn for you.
I enthroned myself in the symbols of you.
When I turn my head and jungle my jewelry, do you not hear me?
Where are you?
I am answered by the song of the birds and the grasses rubbing on my gaiters as I walk, calling and looking for you.
Where are you?
When I stand in that dark place, your chair is empty, everything deserted.
Except a rejected book that I gave you, Book Thief!!!!!!!
You are gone, as if you are dead.
The darkness envelopes me like the dark universe of your eyes.
It speaks nothing to me.
When we stood on each other’s side of the partition and the sun came through the window, I saw the colors into your dark soul.
I SAW!
You left me and I want to rip you into pieces, like your name tag thrown into the wind.
It drifted to the ground like the snowflakes I watched you ski in.
Oh, the tenderness of childhood innocence that you lavished upon me.
You’re a dirty little chameleon, like a dirty old man, with a last chance at love.
You know what you do, my innocent friend.
Why have you abandon me, as you have done so many times before?
Is it a sweet little joke, a fun game, as you declared of me?
We have known before and it is not supposed to be this way.
You made me suffer for you, and I did with a passion beyond words.
You will never know, because I don’t know where you are!
Oh,
Where are you?
Please answer me.