Unbeknownst To You

There are various parts

Of a person

Through life circumstances

Become

Temporarily deceased

Often times it is

Reawakened

Even if an outward appearance

Is meek



Everything

Inside of me, fluttering within

Is easily expressed

Through

The stroke of my pen



In your presence

I’m naked...



Is that transparence misleading?

Inwardly

Conceiving

Slowly

Believing



Everything I feel,

Through spoken words

Isn’t easily said



This feeling

And it’s intensity

Yearns to be understood

As it demands



The fortress

I've encaged myself in

To melt



Distills as it burns

Outwardly it may appear

As if I lack concern



Unbeknownst

To you



Even if

You halfway understand

I cannot expect you to interpret

What is not of your hands



Even if you have

A partial clue

In that in which

I endure

Doesn't push me away

I gravitate towards you more



Taking pleasure as I explore

Everything you are

As it takes time

To reveal

Who I am



Our union

Wasn’t premeditated

Many instances in life

Happen

Without being planned



As we build a foundation

I steadily stand



Sometimes

It may seem

As if I’m running



But I’ve already given into

My hearts command...


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Right now I feel so much, my words are colliding with each other trying to get out. It’s as if they are in a competition with themselves to say what is best. Often times in life there isn’t a right way to tell a person what/ how you feel. I know to you appears strange because I am a person of many words.  Who has no problem expressing myself, thoughts or opinions. You told me to stop thinking and feel…. And this is what came out.

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Laura Maguire's picture

I like this - it's raw. The confusion or collision of your words comes across very well in the text. I thank the world a lot for having pen and paper - I struggle verbally sometimes as well; poems make everything easier. Nice bit of writing. Laura