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Author's Note: Basically this poem is expressing what seems to be the reoccuring theme in my life. It's about thinking you are in love and then realizing you are more in love with the fact that you are in love then with the person. It's basically a theme for most freshman girls. *sigh*


Perfect Ripples

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Lazy fingers dip into the water
Bored eyes scan the horizon
Weary heart and worn spirit
Guide me as I drift

Nothing to hold on to
So I keep going
Endlessly spinning
With nothing to grasp on to

What a lovely mirage I had once
Of comfort with a smile
True love I could relate to
Keeping me warm for just a while

But when I opened my eyes
And reached out to touch the faceless beauty
My fingers met perfect ripples
It was but my reflection in the water

Hopes crushed and feelings hurt
It was only me that let me down
I thought this one was different
But it was just the same

The realization hit me
As I tumbled from the false supports
How could I have been so foolish?
To have been carried away

But I continue
Hoping I have learned
And the deep loneliness still fills me
As I drift in this sea of people


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