Vanilla Lace

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I never thought
Of myself as
Alone.

I never thought
Of myself
Requiring another
To define me,
To convince me
That what other's
Thought of me
Was important.

I never understood
The word
Lonely.

In a world so
Full of life,
The fact that
I was not in
The presence of
Another human
Being human,
Did not make
Me feel this
Word.

I am not lonely.
I am not alone.
I am at peace.

Run

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Every now and then,
I would want to run
Away from the person
I am, I was.

Run swiftly away
Leaving her in the past
And run to a place
Quite unknown
To her or me.

Run till the memory
Of her and her life
Fade until they become
Fine stranded cobwebs
In the corners of my mind.

I wish I could run
'Til my muscles strained,
My breath was all but gone,
And every ounce,
Every fiber of my body
Demanded I stop.

But I would only stop
When all I was,
All I was destined to be
Became shadows
As I stood bravely
In the light.

In that light,
I was not
What others thought of me,
What I believed of myself,
What society, family, friends
Thought I should be.

In that light,
I would be as pure
As that light,
Unencumbered with
False notions and realities
Taught to me since
I was a babe,
I would be more….

Every now and then,
I would want to run
Away from the person
I am, I was,
And every time
I would stay.


Submitted to dVerse OpenLinkNight

An Exceptional Year

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Midnight came

Devoid of pomp

And circumstance,

Of fireworks

And joyous voices,

And I released a

Sigh….

It was as though

I had finished

A good book and

I was content

With the end

And that it had

Ended.

The new year

Had begun and

The old year

Had already started

To fade from my

Memory.

The new year

Has so much

Potential, so much

Opportunities ready

To be grabbed and

Taken advantage of.

So I toss aside

The fears, the sadness,

The confusion, the frustrations

Of the dead year

And walk confidently

Into the future

Along the path

I created.

This is going to be

An exceptional year.

Inspired by Theme Thursday.

Question - Haiku

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The owl landed on the tombstone
And asked who had passed,
"Who you?"

Haiku inspired by The Purple Treehouse

This is my first real attempt at Haiku, see here for more information. This is also a sneak peak into the future of Kim or Lisa. In the past, I have done self imposed challenges based on series of pictures found on the Internet, in 2012, I will be taking on the challenges from other poetry blogs. The plan is to grow as a poet and go beyond my boundaries, wish me luck!!!

P.S. I would like to thank Bajanpoet for introducing me to Dverse which pretty much opened up a whole new world for me. It's like finding the secret doorway that you have been looking for.