I Want

I Want

Do you hear it?
Empty spaces
Urge without release
Eyes shining brightly, forward

The silence is deafening
I want

Can you feel it?
A hunger
Emotion without direction
Belief in the truth of love, not broken

The burden is heavy
I want

Do you understand?
The pain
Energy without focus
Hand me the words of your story

Truth is simplicity
I want

Can you feed it?
The animal
Burning without fire
A tender embrace in the light of morning

A dark peace
I want

Will you run or stay?
Heavy choices
Lust without restraint
Caressed by the power of the heart

Fear is nothing
I want

This is beautiful, Timberwolf. You always have this amazing way of pouring your emotion into your art. I admire it greatly.

Tw,

that was so beautiful! Your poetry speaks the heart and to the soul. Thank you for sharing.

Thanks to both of you poetic_justice and frankee, I'm happy that both of you enjoyed it.

You have an amazing way with words and emotions...I absolutely felt and loved this and it reverberated when I read it, even after I finished rereading this the fourth time.

Thanks very much for your kind words, Echoes. :)

Don't worry....I hear you.

Thanks for hearing me too.

For you, anytime.

You have a passionate soul, your poem was very revealing. Thank you for sharing it.

My pleasure, Mishka.

Always a treat to see your work TW.

Inspires such imagery and emotion in the words
and thoughts behind them.

Very well done!!!

This is beautiful, TW; you always manage to say so much with so few words, very strong, very controlled, thrums with emotional tension, I love it.

You will have.

Thanks to Scorpio'sWill2Power, moptop, and sheepishone for your comments, as always it's appreciated.

Just........yes!

Indeed, Valkyrie. ;-)

TW,. . . . I must admit at first that after reading this poem several times, I found that I was left with a feeling of unease and disquiet. THe combination of the words and the scansion was somewhat disturding to me. I like the poem, don't get me wrong, but it conveyed such a sense of deep dischord that I picked it up . . . . . no offense, but that is how it affected me.

A little unease and disquiet can cleanse the system every now and again. No offense taken. :-)