You Are Not The Person I Met The First Time Poem by David Beckham

You Are Not The Person I Met The First Time

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From the depth of my heart, truth be told, I can feel the fear
What do I....to bring my head out of this water?
Where can my feet go?
Be it this rubble around me, that I shall arise?
Should I, would I, could I, Stay together? Or Stay apart?
My love.... I’m not sure anymore


When this moment I search out the truth
Be it right that I speak out of fear?
Is fear not like alcohol?
Speak I not now and my words be foolish?
Is my heart not heavy with grief?
OK....SO HERE IS A NOTE TO SELF
Make yee no choice until your soul breathes easy
Make yee no choice until your head is clear
Make yee no choice until your pulse stops to race.


What did I to find myself in this?
Is not my heart my compass?
I seeketh love and alas I findeth love
Immersed in my love world I liveth everyday
Company you bring forth and my words you listen to
.....But the wise spoke and their words conflicts mine
My world I see in front of me but the wise, sit on trees and directeth me
This I agree not, my guide, is my self, blind or deaf I care not for love is in my heart
And my heart, I will follow


Whilst upon me cometh this temptation to run
For lately, my headed is clouded in thought of separation
My vision- my heart- is blinded by doubt
You, my love, talketh about me forsaking you
But all I doeth I do for you
So be it true that the wise be right?
That this love be sham, but I seeth not


In my heart I asketh myself this question
Do she support or do she repulse?


Oh...I flinge, as my head looketh the other way
Despair and hopelessness engulf me and all of a sudden our future is a doubt
I hate to say this but my heart says 'No she don’t support'
But make yee no choice, lest you ruin it all
After all, after the rain come sunshine
Yesterday was good, today's puzzle I care not to solve


Clearly, all that I preach, is not all that it be
but I cant forsake self for fear of a bad tomorrow


You cometh into my life and bringeth joy
But lately I confess, sorrow your bringeth too
Is life not but a bed of roses?
That we can love and fight and love again?
So there you have it...., that though the shoe hurts to wear
I walk in blisters for its better than walking on glass


I see your needs in your words but I turn a blind eye away
I wonder really, am I in denial or just plain stupid
Many many questions you have for me
Many words like 'BREAK UP', I pick from your words
Are you tired but speakth not?
Are you a minute away from hitting stop and eject


I LOVE you, in my heart I know I do
But lately you bringeth doubt, oh dear, oh dear
Should you decide to move along without me
Please be brave and tell me soon


Look in my heart dear Lord and directh my way
Now than ever before, I want this feeling to go away
Bring back love, and taketh away speck in my eye
Touch my tongue and let my life be lived to fulfill your blessings

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Carney 12 September 2010

What a sad poem, you build the emmotions through sincerity. So I much I see and feel in your words. Nice write.

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Haydee Lo 09 July 2010

wow...im lost for words..i can feel the poem..i can feel every words youve said..thanks for the comment too..such a great poem

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Catrina Heart 03 July 2010

wow what a pain, what a poetic soliloquy you have made...very nice indeed...Thanks!

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