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A Beach Side Story
I still remember when I first saw you
My heart stopped like a rabbit on the freeway
The parking lot lights shine beams of warmth
Illuminating the divider lines painted white on the bitumen
The boot of the car open , insides hands tied tight
A glimmer of red emanates from the rear break light
As muffled screams are carried through the wind
Alas I have you…
Deserted by beach side and the rustling of the tree’s
At 3am any sounds will be memories of their sea breeze dreams.
I would never guess that beauty would weigh me down like lead sheets
As I carry this beauty down towards the beach .
I can still feel the sand beneath my feet
A chill so cold on my cheeks that it burns
NO!
I have Nothing !
Morbid imaginations judging this character
Information is more important than the imagery
I won’t speak the whole story
You can speak your own
I won’t even argue or fight
You can fight on your own
I won’t run and hide
Your words are not true
I will not speak
Not even Ill of you
My heart stopped like a rabbit on the freeway
The parking lot lights shine beams of warmth
Illuminating the divider lines painted white on the bitumen
The boot of the car open , insides hands tied tight
A glimmer of red emanates from the rear break light
As muffled screams are carried through the wind
Alas I have you…
Deserted by beach side and the rustling of the tree’s
At 3am any sounds will be memories of their sea breeze dreams.
I would never guess that beauty would weigh me down like lead sheets
As I carry this beauty down towards the beach .
I can still feel the sand beneath my feet
A chill so cold on my cheeks that it burns
NO!
I have Nothing !
Morbid imaginations judging this character
Information is more important than the imagery
I won’t speak the whole story
You can speak your own
I won’t even argue or fight
You can fight on your own
I won’t run and hide
Your words are not true
I will not speak
Not even Ill of you
Published 19th Apr 2021
Author's Note
This Poem isn't what it seems at first glance .
I was in love with a woman who was with another . This is about my first interaction with her .The story Paints a scene that can be taken multiple ways depending on the information that you are given . Keep in mind that not all the information is there so therefor judgment should not be passed .
I'm trying something different to what i normally do , still expressing my pain and suffering while explaining with very little information as to why i can be commonly misunderstood.
I was in love with a woman who was with another . This is about my first interaction with her .The story Paints a scene that can be taken multiple ways depending on the information that you are given . Keep in mind that not all the information is there so therefor judgment should not be passed .
I'm trying something different to what i normally do , still expressing my pain and suffering while explaining with very little information as to why i can be commonly misunderstood.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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Anonymous
- Edited 23rd Nov 2024 2:46am
19th Apr 2021 4:05pm
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19th Apr 2021 4:26pm
Anonymous
- Edited 23rd Nov 2024 2:46am
19th Apr 2021 5:20pm
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