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I love you

God, who are you...?
What are you?
What is your Name?
Who is your friend?
Can I be your slave?

Wordless, I come into a room of silent hours. Step ... step ... step.... The watching comes up from night.
Walls accrue.
The sound resounds near you.
Hear in the halls
the great and smallest calls.
Long in the dawn
how I stand long down the halls,
Echoing in tall, long raining hind bends which sit atop the widest heads of a winding staircase
like thunder, a whisper turns echos into night...in the presence of light dawning by each hallway
Oh, where my feathers take naught.
not a step, or else I'm heard
yet I will not fly.
I down intensity look!
within the silent, my gaze screaming for you
My eyes are glazed; horror has divorced my way.
you I can barely... oh Mystery, oh son of God,
which of you... have seen..?
my eyes, I open...
gone.
Where have you gone?

Lift my head, feathers which pit toward the heads of winding stairs.

where are you

dead, drops the night, when my steps take flight down winding halls...
had I met you
had I known
what am I?
Undefined

knowledge is taste, understanding is food

but I am made hungry with yokes,

longing for you

I know none, I am none
you are some, that means it has begun

but I am not among you

though I be in your presence,
of which of your chiding ones be I?
I am dross.
You are sons and daughters of God.
Hitherto,
each step feels glue slipping up and down
a spiral of webbing
a vise, I head up to new beginnings

my eyes close...

Who, oh daughter
Rend my feathers, oh air ...
when in my day, I haste too far...

Who am I to be before a son of God?

Rent in my feathers...
lost in my ways...
over near me,
there you are

Hear me, you say...

I am of God,
who says,
"I love you, my child."

Jest you naught

we are once set apart,

As one not among you,
haven't we sung a different tune?
I of beeps and you of strings?
I of unified base...
you ogi : (
no
me.
we're not the same
you are pure
what are we?
If I am, you were what?
I know misery.
you Mystery, I ...
you took my misery

If I am your brother
then what is your name?
Can I be your friend?
May I be your slave?

May I see your eye?
Can I see the veil?
The veil of your eye
entrenches the deepening droop of mine.

to open my eyes...

I hear the rain of your steps...
thunder as whispers
feting as featers
my feathers give ways to the sky....
may you fly, wuke !
I delve in desperate wings of night...

because God,
I need you.
Then you open my eyes,
tilting your fingers,
pinning them
turning them
longing for me to see you for the first time.....
"Where have you bend, when I approach?"

I lose my grasp......

My feathers loose lift.......
I thunder the fall
featers and wigs of featers for you.....
what I am is not you
were I, who I ......?
no.........
You...

You lift me, with my feathers falling
my eyes glazing...
you lift me to stand...
but then I fall.
thunder burning the resound in the hall
whispers of night consumed in the spew of a clump in blast beneath a son of God.

The light of the chandelier looks upon you graciously....
a long form lengths forward to lift a merft off the floor.

You open my eyes,
looking at me.
"I love you."

What may I do/:
wuke no more have I

you have enslaved my being.....

Please,,,
no wuke...........
You
please.... only You

engulf near the root of my heart
what are you?
Oh sons of God?
...you who say, I am of God?

acquire
I would not buy or sell
acquire
where is up and where is down?
acquire
I truthfully only open fully to you...
where you are, sons of God, have I gone.

yet itch I ...... thunder in the hallway...

I open my eyes.

I am rent when -
were we ever here?

though my lind longs high in his castel's eyes...

were you?
am I?
oh, vast plethora of creatures...
who ae of the dialect of God..?
.....

castel, do you see me?

I am not in the castle.

castel.... do you hear me..?
I would come to har,
but you are a son of God...
oh castel... do you see me?
oh castel... have you my heart.

You are outside the gate; would you stand with me...
I am not far...
I miss you

Castel.... is heard of ......
would he here see me?
Would you stand me until dawn???
I would far feater the night...with you...
...
will you sit with me....?
May we feater together until dawn........?

I open my eyes...

winding staircase shadows dawn the roofs....

castel....longing
songs of night swarming
deep in dawn
mourning
without a sound
don't leave me in the dawn
ot when the final words are sung
the journey's just begun
even if purpose is estranged
I hope to rearrange
please don't leave me in the dawn
You are...
My mind won't forget
the day we met.

please don't wipe me away...!

tears...
notes...
flutes of tongs...

,,,....castel....

how can I move on?
for you I would stand strong.
No thing have I hidden
something...
maybe...
....hoping
Gone!

Castel....

...sons of God...

....God.....

Where are you?
What is your Name?
Can I be your friend?
May I be your slave?

I'd dream of a thousand ways...
.........N.........A..........V.........I........G.......A......T..........E..........
the way
I'm lost along the way...
No place is there for my head to stay.
the stars at glance to me naught to stay
what?
My ghost, will you speak with me?
Will you stay with me?
you may run away.
Where are any?
No one says, do they?
...my, I...
my hopes are filled with buts, or and's
my twisted staircase falls down
my feathers loose their sift
my head lowers, my face frowns
my beings is in agony, the moment that I smile
For them, for them, for them
your soldering is my co-found...

my mouth is filled with cotton
my teeth stained with blood
my lungs with heavy breathing
my love lost with dust
!
my hope is stained with bitter weeping
of inexpressible waxing hell's
no amount of weeping could ever excel
....
yet you say of suffering. you no knowledge of mine (meaning I have no knowledge of you)
at least in that which I thought was stained, a broken glass
Here an I, no
You

My heart is distraught
no thing is sought
yet I chase
yet thunder is her's in the hallway
Her winds chase the fog,.. it all drains away
the skies of every whim...
I... have I followed the same?
No, I have not.
to her I am estranged, for though she speaks my name?
the wind catches dross
the fallows my pain
my eyes are empty but to look at her
buying the illusion that I'm there, just the same.
but by that ... empty hollows fill me
orbs of emptiness encase me
Where is you?
I am estranged... you...
...you...
wuke, I .......
no...
yet wuke...
...wuke...
I have no place before thee.

For though I say, I love her,
it doesn't amount to anything.

I've no strength to flee...
castel, are you near me?
...sons of God...aware of me?
not of naught but of rain
but songs come from the frailest things
...God...
Who am I to speak of Him...lest He speak before me?

I am a father
I am a mother
I am a cactus
I am a stranger
I am a daughter
I am a danger
I am a circus
I am not even here
when you speak.

though words exist,
they come when I ext
I am invited, but not present
I am there, but non-exist-ant
missed but not longed for
it doesn't matter to me like they say...
but then to this I am estranged.

Who are you?
or what is your Name?
Will you be my friend?
May I be your slave?

I heard of one wonderful, too wonderful.
The Name, for this I have not wandered
abide, abide, abide
where is it ...?
the path you share with me...
you altogether have known,
ever deeper than me.
Respect and extreme trust I hold to thee.
You have known me,
for before you I am present.
Before you are the whims of my heart.
You hold my featers.
Great thou art.
I stand before you, and I am not estranged.

When you call, I will be there.
Where you sit, I will bow.
When you thirst, may I swiftly follow.
You are my cup, when the time draws.
I will give you my cup, here I softly love.
You have shared my cup, and I your thirst.
you have not wuke, neither have you estranged ways.

"Where are your wings to be" my mind raced with thee
I raise them high and full of might.
Hope has dawned, bitterness no longer thighs.
We needed no words.

I live in a world of thee...

"you spoke, and you found me"

...therefore I love thee allegianced.
I now have foundation.
I have spark, I have joy.

The hollows fill with purpose.
The dead follow up from the grave.
I open my eyes.
I once was the same.
Now I'm a love, rather than estranged.
I've found God.
He already found me.
Now it becomes true.
You are not estranged from me.

God, who are you?
What is your Name?
May I be your friend?
May I hold your hand?

I said to be your slave,
"You are my friend"
I said to just be in your presence,
"I am yours and you are mine"
I desired for them the same....
"I am love"
I wanted going to a grave.
"I am Life"
....N...A....V.....I.....G.....A.....T.......E.......
"I am your Guide"
I am distraught......
all I say is less than the same.....
"I am near"
"I put my self in you.
We are one."
"I am the bottle of your tears"
"your hiding place"

I go to castel, I want to give the same....
I go to the castle, I say hello.
I see her, and am able to look at her face.
I come before the sons of God....
We are not estranged.

Everything you are
I am the fire that burns away///...
you are a tree of life
I am your pain.
You are the soul/sole of hearts
I am your stop.
Though I long to fulfill

I only love
therefore I kill.

I will good
I see no evil things...
I'm stained by bitter hopes
I strangle them all the same.

Only to know the hope that you are
Only the light can shine with you from afar
to my gray mountaintops
my graves...
No good prevails here:

not sunshine or the rain.

but when I'm near...
you have to run away.
Where are you?
My veils droop my eyes...
without your love.
Without someone else,
I'm a dying dove.

the endless tirade
the shade of endless fights
confronts the deepest of me
mourners are never hearing the sound
but they see me
comfort, conveniently convey
to show love is and isn't
you are my grace

may God resound the curtains' fall!
The world may bow
the heavens...I don't comfort in thmet
I see the heavens...
I thought hope.
Heaven turned away...I stood in awe
God...you are...
In in ... God!

...but they turned away...

I dare to believe they didn't.
They help, someone says
I love them even if they fall.

it's all the same as I've ever been
how can I resolve, or count cots?
I love you and know you are greater than me;
you stand and rise tall.

You stay by me
you never turn away
you believe for me
I'll never fade away
here with you
who am I to say?
you are God
I see you face to face.

You are fairer than a thousand, you make me shine.
You are strong, you make me brave..
You are my courage and laughter, facing danger and shame!
You are my guidance and my counselor, I see from you eyes of color.
You are bolder than any other, in you I'll roar all the day.
You are one with me, I am apart of you..........We'll never separate.
...
You are sufferer, we bear each other's pain.

You stay.

involving them,

You are my Joy all the way.

Forever I will stay.

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Comments

a lament filled with a measure of passion that is so rare, I can't remember anything that compares. I enjoyed the time I spent reading this and can only hope to reflect equally. Don't give up writing.

Thomas

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...so like my lost dreams...the flood

a strong read.

might be a couple of poems in this

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I think it is one of the longer poems I have read in awhile. The baring of your innermost thoughts is impressive to me.

Still, I think there are at least a couple of poems in this. If you are not willing separate it out, then demarkations of Roman numerals in the definite sections would help the reader keep up with the speed of this. The velocity of this poem is tremendous.

There seems to be some new words in it to our English language. Perhaps these are mis-spellings? I'd go back and clean these up, or clarify them.

I am being positive here for you, and greatly feel this work of yours. No negatives here. Looking forward to more of your work!

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