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72 Hours
It took 72 hours to get here.
It took three days for me to understand
What you would mean (to me).
And at three days – I became you
And after three days – I will become you
72 hours.
A resurrection.
In ways, you have been
So much more brave
Than I.
In ways, I have been more free.
Isn't that poetic?
Isn't that resurrection?
First brave, then free.
A word and doors are opened.
No words and they are closed.
A 72 hour window of opportunity.
A 72 hour doorway
Whose threshold has not been broken.
(I want to walk through.)
Addicted
Helpless
Hopeless, as it may seem
My addiction to you
Has become quite extreme.
The very first step
Since I'm powerless
Is to admit the problem
My compulsion to confess.
Craving your closeness
Your beauty I see
An appetite for destruction
No detox for me.
I want to drown in you
No intervention will turn the tide
I'll take another shot of your love
And in a hazy stupor abide.
Analytical Poetry
So many words
Tacked up on white pages
Where I said something
And you saw nothing
Verse upon verse
Multiple mixed messages
Disguised in rhyme
Hiding behind reason
Lines in succession
Like soldiers in battle
I gave you too much
You returned too little
It is not easy
To be analytical
When the poems that I write
Belie my feelings
Critical Thinking
Think about where you started
Now, consider where you are
The journey that you have embarked upon
Has carried you this far.
Think about what is remaining
Now, consider what is at stake
You are moments away from everything
Knowing with every breath you take.
Think about your master plan
Now, consider how to make it real
The planets are aligned for you
Trust your instinct, trust your feel.
Think about your destiny
Now, consider your current goal
You can pull it all together
Let the sum become the whole.
Think about your tenacity
Now, consider what is left to do
Letting up is not an option
To yourself you must be true.
IN THE FLOW
IN ception
IN duction
IN the beginning
Is it form or function?
Pulse-pounding, body aching
Your senses awaken
To each step
That you are taking
THE goal that you have set
THE purpose all along
THE impetus that drives you
Is to finish – finish strong!
Then you stop.
Stop thinking and start feeling
Stop looking to the past and start healing
Stop hiding and start revealing
That you can finish – finish strong
FLOW like a river to the sea
FLOW with pure passion and unfathomable intensity
FLOW until you reach your destiny
Is it rhyme or reason?
You decide how far that you will go
Catch the wave
Ride the tide
Be in the flow…