Pondering the Equality & Bias of Human Sight

"Pondering the Equality & Bias of Human Sight" (2009)

-Powers

I do not see what others see.

I wish I understood, I wish I could.

I did see at one brief time.

What three years can do.

I'm not complaining; just confused.

Maybe mirrors are negative but not negatives. 

If what I see is what they see, then its not that bad-- 

I don't protest that.

One day soon I'll rest with this. 

So much to await before it gets late.

I have seen what others see. 

I'll see it again, like it never went.

Insomnia

"Insomnia" (2008)

-Powers

Awake. I stare. I lay. Think.

The minutes tick. So short and empty.

I wonder. Awake. I twitch. Drink.

I hold his pillow, floral and lumpy.

Hours before, this room was lively.

Laugh. I visit. I joke. Love.

Unplanned soiree; adjourned so kindly.

I clean. Recall. Undress. Turn in.

Sleep and insomnia are famous rivals.

One we are fond of; the other is cruel.

When sleep fails to visit, then I am most thoughtful.

The same thought at noon would paint me foolish.

I turn the page to continue this jot.

I long to see the other side, still.

Its tough to flow from what I've forgotten.

For a moment, I doze. But not sleep.

A list runs through my mind.

Things to do, those to call. 

I need to unwind. Checked the time.

I reach for the Tylenol PM.

Paper & Rhymes

"Paper & Rhymes" (2008)

-Powers

Sometimes I second-guess myself

--Lately, more than ever.

Don't know if I veer right or left.

Time to decide forever.

I wish I cared more 

About academics and family.

I've already lived the glory.

I couldn't ask for a better leave.

I've failed at deciding, too many times.

Others succeed after half of a try.

I'm venting through writing, paper, and rhymes;

People grew tired of hearing me cry.

My mind has been changed so many marks.

The tallies of transitions lengthen.

I suppose I'm content with the consistent long.

I do not know any other way.

I'm one of the few who has not altered.

So many friends drift distant and dumb.

I've remained the same, just improved.

I've found what is real and what's love and what's done.

One Day

"One Day" 

-Powers

The sun is warm upon my face.

This sentence was forced.

Contemporary Lit. class

"Contemporary Lit. Class" (2007)

-Powers

I recently delivered my opinion to my paper.

Although it was it was gab and though it was sad,

I have been vivacious lately.

Begging for time to speed up for Spring.

Yet, emotionally wanting a decrease.

My life is a musical. I always sing

And seasons remain consecutive.

The greatest crush I had was for notes.

Eventually blooming into a symphony.

Knowledge expands while confidence grows.

Foul gutters line easy streets, watching.

One cannot be four-legged to stop it's fall.

Defensively growing when actually small.

She took my dreams and locked them away.

The Strangest Kind

"The Strangest Kind" (2005)

-Powers

I want to forget. 

I want to forget.

I lay alone, candles lit,

Replaying, over and over, our kiss. 

It is dark again in my room.

In my room, again, it is dark.

There is rain drowning all my good.

It pours, as storms feel they should.

It is the strangest kind of love

When you long for the person you despise.

It is the strangest kind of lust

When you want the one unsettled in your mind.

How can I feel both at one time?

Both hate and love toward one.

It hurts so much, yet I want it, mine.

His lips so gentle as ours touch.

I lay alone, candles lit.

Candles lit, I lay alone.

Replaying, over and over, our kiss.

He's lost his chance, selfish lips of his.

This mess has passed, now I can breathe.

Now I can breathe, this mess has passed.

We were as strong as I believed.

Ending this wrong has made me free.

He did not know who I am.

--Not a bit, at all, who I am.

He wants any love, if that means anonymous.

I mark this moment as the end of my lust.

Giving In To Rebegin

"Giving In To Rebegin" (abridged 2003) 

-Powers

I wish I could see the good 

In all this tragedy.

If only I would have understood

Though you tried to make me see.

And so I sigh. As if 'goodbye,' 

I turn in sorrow and disbelief.

Though I try, I cannot hide

My feelings very deep.

But you take my hand as if you're

scared. I tell you I'll never let go.

And so you calm, afraid no more.

Saying you love me now.

You said you knew, but still you grew

Much closer to his heart.

Through and through, claiming you knew,

You have torn mine apart. 

Giving in to rebegin.

That's what I did for you.

Never neglect sin. I will never again

Fully submit my heart to a new.

And even though there is pain which flows,

I look forward to tomorrow.

Not knowing what it brings, which song to sing.

I cry when I'm high more than when low. 

Giving in to rebegin.

That's what I did for you. 

But instead of returning the favor,

You sliced my heart in two. 

You are in my heart-- fully, not part.

I know you will always dwell there.

I'll never let go unless you say so.

Even then, I might refuse.

For most, be true and do this for you.

That's all I could ever wish for.

My love for you is truer than true.

I hope that your final act isn't poor.

Giving in to rebegin.

That's what I've done for thee.

So, now I sit and wonder:

Would you do the same for me?

Well...

There will be poems posted very soon.