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Outside The Wall
by Kate DemereeI stand outside your walls
Built so thick and strong
There are others, who seek me
But my heart so longs for you
I cant get in, no way for me to win
The love I view, and it hurts
Because all I ever wanted was you.
So I will sit awhile here in the shade
Of this wall you have made,
Rest awhile, water the flowers
With my tears, sort through fears
Dream of what could be
If you would only let me, in
Love may chance this way again
And I will stay awhile,
Offering a smile and heart
I would wait forever if there were one
Tiny chink in that wall
One crack, one glimpse of daylight
Without it
someday I must take flight once more
Heart raw, sore
blooded hands from searching
For a way in, I will move on, and love again.
06/04/2003 Posted on 06/04/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 06/04/03 at 06:32 PM strong imagery of a love that gives nothing in return, a person not worth loving, even if you had an army to break down the wall |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 06/06/03 at 12:49 PM I agree with the others comments. Great rhyme and feeling in this one. :) |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 06/08/03 at 03:31 AM i've got to add a man's voice to this trio of comments and say i agree..it is not good to pine for someone who will not or cannot love you, and let a beautiful soul grow cobwebs on the shelf |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 06/08/03 at 07:24 AM The comparison to gardening is quite good. The nurturing required for anything to grow takes toil and time... well done on this piece. |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 06/08/03 at 06:09 PM Some walls take longer than others to come down and others are assualted with futile effort. Hopefully in time we are able to judge whether or not it is worth the effort. A wonderful piece Kate. |
| Posted by Vimal Rony on 06/11/03 at 05:28 AM Lovely poem ! |
| Posted by Alex Smyth on 06/11/03 at 09:37 PM Well, if everyone had the general consensus as these commentors, no Damsel would ever have been rescued from their towers, no Beast ever redeemed by a Beauty. I love the romance of it! |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 06/13/03 at 12:38 AM Katie fought the battle of his ego and the walls
came tumbling down. Good poem.....Charlie |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 06/21/03 at 10:57 PM In your Icarusian dream you melt the sun in your flight. |
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