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Michael, I love you

God, who are u...?
What are u?
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.
Wall, Raddooo
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 utop the widest heads of a winding staircase
like thunder, a whispr turns echos into night...in the presence of light dawning by each hallway
oh, Where my fethers 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 mistery, oh son of God,
which of you, have seen.............
my eyes, i open ...
gone.
Where have u gone?

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

where are u

dead, drops the night, when my steps take flight down winding halls.....
had i met you
had i known
what i ,..............undefined

knowledge is taste, understanding is food

but I am made hungry with yuke,

longing for you

i know none, i am none
u are some, that mean's 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
U are sons and daughters of God.....
...oh wgoo
each step feel glue slipping up and down
a spial of webbing
a vise i hed up to new beginnings

my eyes close.......

Who, oh daughter
Whren my feathers, oh air ...
when my day, i haste too far....

Who ami to be before a son of God?

wen In my feathers...
lost in my ways.........
overnear me
there u are

hear me, you say...

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

Jest you naught

we are once set apart,,

one not amng you,
haven't we sung a diffrent tunwear?
I of beeps and you of strings...?
I of unified base...
you ogi : (
no
me.
we r not the same
you are pure
what are we?
I f i am, y o u were what?
I no mysyery
you mystery, i ...
you took my mysery

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 vail of your eye,
entrenches the depening droop of mine

to open my eyes...

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

because God..........
I need u.........................................................
then u open my eyes,
tilting your fingers,
pinning them
turning them
longing for me to see u 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 u.....
what I am is not u
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 consuped in the apew of a clump of Blast beaneath a son of God.

The light of the schandelier looks upon you graciously....
a lomg 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

u 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?

aqire
i would not buy or sell
aqquire
where is up and where is down?
aquire
i truthly only open fully to you....
where u are, sons of God, have I gone................

yet itch i ...... thunder in the hallway...........

I open my eyes..............................................................

I am whrent when,....
were we ever here?

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

were u.........
am i...........
oh vastel of plethora of creatures..............................
who ae of the dialect of God..?
.....

castel....do u see me?

i am not in the castle.

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

you are outside the gate wuld u stand with me...?
i am not far...?
I miss u

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

I opn 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 tto re arrange
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 u I would stand strong.
No thing have i hiddn'
something........
maybe....
....hoping .......
Gone!

Castel....

...sons of God...

....God.....

where are you?
Wat is your Name?
Can i be your friend?
May I be your slave?

Id dream of a housand ways.....
......................................N.........A..........V.......I.......G.....A......T..........E.....................................................................................the way
Im lost along the way.....
no place is there for my head to stay
the stars at glance to me naught to stay
what?
my giost , ...... will u speak with me?
will u stay with me?
you may run away/.
Where are any?
No one say, do they?
........my i....
my hopes are filled with buts, or ands
my twisted starcase falls down
my feathers loose their sift
my head lowrs, 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 hells
\no amount of weeping culd ever excell
....
yet u 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 draught
no thing is saught
yet I chase
yet thundr is hers in the hallway
Her winds chase the fog,,, it all drains away
the skys 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 fallos my pain
my eyes are empty bu to look at her
buying the illusion that I'm there, just the same.
but by that ... empty hollows filll me
orbs of emptiness encase me
Where is you?
i estranged.... you.................
........u.................
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 no strength to flee.......
castel...are u 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 an danger
I am a circus
I am not even here
when u speak...........

though words exist,
tey 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 heaard 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 yu 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 drawns.
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 stranged 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 hve 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 form 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 m 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, 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 burn s 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 fullfil

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 u are
Only th light can shne with u from afar
too my gray mountaintops
my graves.........
no good prevails here

not sunshine or the rian

but when Im near...
u have to run away/..............
where are u .........
my veils droop my eyes....
without your love
Without someone else..
im a dying dove

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

may God resound th 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 beleive they din'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 u and know u 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 u 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 shames!
You are my guidance and my counsellor, 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..........I'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

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

a strong read.

might be a couple of poems in this

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