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What You See Is……

 

There was time that when I saw women, I saw sex

 

So I spoke sex, and I got sex

 

There was a time that, when I saw me, I saw misery,

 

So I spoke and sought misery, and thus I got misery

 

Misery from waking up and trying to remember this stranger’s name

 

Misery from feeling the familiar void in life’s games

 

Misery of trying to stay up late as if I could delay a new day of ……misery

 

 

Was a time when I saw women I saw greed,

 

And for some strange reason, all I could get, was greed

 

Wasn’t what I wanted, but maybe my misery wanted company.

 

 

One day someone saw me, and saw hope

 

So they spoke hope, and they got hope

 

They turned me to you, and you said “I am love”

 

Couldn’t see it at first, but when I could see it, I sought it

 

I could see it, I could get it

 

One day I met her, and somehow I saw……your…love….in….her

 

I could see love, I was scared, but I spoke love

 

And finally I could get love

 

Thanks for helping me see you, and get you, in everything I do.

 

Thanks for helping me to see better, so I could get….better

Comments (6)

Not a poet...HA! You are cooking with grease. Loved this one too!

Wow. A very Honest and Powerful sentiment, and a testament to the concept that we get what we bring with us, until we begin start wanting Better.

You's a Poet, yo!

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Thanks for the visit, my poetic brotha. Glad you're feeelin my playlist. Nice to have a fellow Mr. Sample admirer up in here! And since you played "Rainbow Seeker" back in school, I have to assume you've mad skillz.

I noticed the pic with your horn. To that I say: Blow on, bruh!

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Lin

that's me, afraid to not live free again. how could i be "the free spirit butterfly" if i go back there?

love you lit brother!
remember, you will not find poetry anywhere, unless you bring it with you! (forgot the author....)

I am dumbfounded!!! That was the realist! Simply beautiful!!!! Sometimes all you can do is nod in agreement.

LOVED THIS!! Thanks for sharing!!!!

That was an incredible poem, SLC.

From beginning to end it remained profound and excellent.

Truth @ I could see love, I was scared, but I spoke love

And finally I could get love