Hold My Hand
'No you really shouldn't hold my hand, it's dry and bleeding'
'You really don't get it do you? '
'What do you mean? '
'The important part is that it's yours, and I love you, I love all of you '
That why it means so much
That's why I have this dream and many more
Because I feel like I'm someone, or something to abhor
But when someone treats me like 'I'm worth it' and such
It means more than words can describe
I dream of this conversation thinking of a girl to ascribe
It to, but even in my dreams
It seems
That I could never even imagine up girls like the ones that are made
I could never imagine their complexities
And personalities
Compared to those creations my imagination is just a charade
It's a joke, the real beauty that God called woman
These creations, these masterpieces I'm sure they've already exceeded
My expectation, of even this seemingly terribly romantic situation
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Joseph Lee's Birthday Song
IT IS HE
ALL THE WAY FROM THE KOREAS
JOSEPH LEE! ! ! ! AHHHHHHHHHHHH
Joseph it's okay, you suck at starcraft,
Because hey, you've got better ways to spend your life, like playing WOW
Joseph I'm so sorry, about your calculator, that made you lose points
chorus:
O you lost points, O you lost points, O you lost points, O you lost points
O so many points, O you lost points, and they're never coming back to you
But Joseph just remember when you're feeling sad and you'll be glad
It's not about the points, it's about the knowledge that you gained inside
To retain
Josephuuuu, for you birthday, would you like,10 million rupees
Well too bad, but you get to teach me more Korean, for
Your birthday. And playm e starcraft
GG! ...... GG!
Joseph remember that time, I got you that wrap, with everything
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Even Objects Around Me
I almost want to ask you to leave my head
Living without you makes me feel dead
The reminder that I'm alone with you is everywhere
It's the kinda that will tear
My mind into pieces, but slowly, painfully, and quietly
That's how it kills me
Because you're even in objects around me
You've been in this house, so you can see
How things all around remind me
About times we've had
Or maybe just time and isn't that sad?
That's all you gave me to cling to?
What were you
Thinking? !
And yet I'm sinking
Drowning in my memories of you, that remind me of desire and love
That remind of hurt and the one sided nature
Maybe it's time to be mature
And just grow up but all around me I'm reminded of you
Even objects speak to me about you, even places in my house too
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Crushes Are Cheap
It is baffling how feelings surface...
It feels like love in seconds, but what is it really?
SImply a longing to chase?
They cannot be real feelings because how can you love
What you do not know, such love is cheap, even free
Even if every time you see her, speak with her, be with her
Your heartstrings do tug, what substance does this love have?
What is it founded on if not knowledge?
How is it possible to crush on a girl yo do not know
What can you love about her if you don't know her?
What is there to love that is real?
Surely you are doomed
Stronger still is being 'in love', but the more you get to know that person
The less you 'love' them, the lighter the crush is.
It is strange, should not each moment you spend with her
Be sweeter than the last, then how is it that the
Crush grows weaker as you grow closer.
If such a thing is true your crush cannot be love\I t is some cruel form of disillusionment
Some illusion of love that breed emptiness and a greater loneliness
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Would ya stand (revised edition)
on that day a question came by
surrounded by the blue sky
i held your hand in mine
i knelt down as the wind felt just fine
i knew i needed to ask you
something you had to know an answer too
(this is the chorus)
would ya stand right here by my side
as the world gave us chide after chide
telling us we would never be
that you would never be with me
and i would never be with you
that we would never be together forever
forever o yes together forever forever o yes
they just said hush
stop joking it will never happen
whats wrong with you huh
the answer you will hate
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Acceptance: The Last Stage
I tried to deny it and reason
But I could only do so for a season
I could not see past my dreams
It's time to stop to cry and not lament
My idea of our feelings is not set in cement
I'm gonna end the childish screams
I won't fear those words 'just friends'
I'm ready to make amends
They say that acceptance is the last stage
So I'll STAIN mine on this page
I think I'm okay with it now
Don't ask me how
But I'm ready to say
That my love was just a dream, more fleeting than a 24-hour day
My love was just a dream because
Or maybe it never even was...
But this I know: you're only my dream girl in my dreams
Well I'm awake now
After much struggling it seems...
But awake and alive nonetheless
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
The Chronicles of a Criss Crossed and Broken Heart part 3 Paper to ink, , , ink to memories... memories to...wind
...scribble... paper stained the color black
front and back
imprinting in my mind
yet none else may see, none can find
the meaning, for they cannot read
this the way i do and therefore no one takes heed
hear me out!
must i shout? !
warning....warning danger near
warning... I'm trouble my dear
danger its here!
why won't you run
its like burning for 40 hours in hot sun
dont stay
get away i dont want to hurt you i want you but get away...
please just leave me be
its better for you and me
that we never indulge in causerie
these words 'friend love' and 'friendship'
burned into my head
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Open Book's Monologue Part 3: My Lie
Maybe a lie was told
Believed by all of you now old
If you read the open book
You'd see
The words 'I care nothing about how someone might look'
When searching for love for that girl that I want with me
Remember that and pay attention when the open book says looks are not
An issue
But realizing the lie, this book will need a strong tissue
For, the book will cry
And need support, no spine
Because if I care nothing about looks
Why do I want (maybe crave) to hold her or share a kiss?
How can this
Be true? Why does that matter? It should not!
I should be content with talking....feelings....not if she is hot
I tell myself if she is hot, such things matter to me not
But if that's true why do I want to hug or touch?
Why do I want the physical contact and such
How can I reconcile my claim, when once before
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
For Now A Mystery
For now you're just a mystery
There's a lot you're just not telling me
I'm sure you do more than nothing
And less than nothing containing everything
I might know your favorite color but that doesn't mean I know who you are
Sometimes your answers to my questions make me feel you're far
Like there's a distance between us, but I still want to know you more
I want to see what's at the very core
There's just something about that interests me
There's so much more of you I have yet to see.
I know this to be true
That I don't really know you
But that's only cause for me to desire to know you better
I don't want you to be that girl you know her...
I want to really know who you are
Really know you down to every last scratch and scar
It just seems that when I'm open and willing share
Willing to make the effort to talk to you willing to dare
To be there for you even when I don't know you, it just seems
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
The Piece Just Under The Top Right Corner
I was 'Shattered' I'm the mirror
There's broken pieces everywhere
I'm just shards now
I hold onto these shards with my hand and grip them tightly
I want to re-make myself But I won't use the ugly shards I'll grip them tighter
Let them sink into my skin
The problem
Is the paradox of me picking up myself while I'm broken
It just doesn't work
But then You came
But then You came and asked me to let go of the pieces
For all to see
The ugliness hidden deep inside of me
I'd never have let go for anyone but You
You'd offered me this chance many times too
But for some reason this time I just let go
Instead of trying to make myself into something I just let go and let You
And now my broken shards we're the pieces just under the top
[...] Read more
poem by David Knox
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!