Poem Hunter
(May 3rd,1964 / Chicago)


Poem By Shakespeare Noir

I felt I needed to explain
The point of these circumstances
To just make them plain
Not truly knowing what
You’ll choose to retain
About these feelings and thoughts
But the truth will remain
You see, I choose to elevate
Myself above my current state
And put an end to the ongoing debate
Regarding love and hate
To show to you that it’s not too late
If you’re willing to let go
And define your own fate
A more positive position
For the betterment of self
Because it’s better to love
And to be loved
Than to put love on the shelf
And to suffer from silent depravation
And senseless insinuation.
Its time for a new revelation
A rebirth of self
A new lesson to learn
A re-education
Through verbal stimulation
Of the mind
To touch your spirit with a certain kind
Of emotional communication
That goes beyond words,
Thoughts and even poetry
Moving your soul with an
Uncommon flow, you see
This allows you to elevate
Yourself to a new dimension
Of awareness and comprehension
That not only stimulates
But penetrates
And on this I would debate
That Heart and Mind can’t equate
What Body and Soul tries to state
As being obvious notions
As you’re confronted by your emotions
Sparked by the words that I say
You feel that it’s right and must obey
And choose to reevaluate
Your current emotional state
But you can’t substantiate
Why you allow this fear
To continually intimidate
Keeping you from knowing
What it feels like to
Experience knowledge growing
Inside, defining you
However, rather than berate
Allow me to inflate
Your being
Put you in a more positive state
Because it’s my personal mandate
To navigate
That inner part of you waiting
For me to initiate
And separate
The truth from the lie
That I’ll hurt you or despise
Finding out why
You’re not perfect
But allows me to disseminate
Or better speculate
The cause for your present state
Of emotional captivity
And introduce serenity
And hopefully
Set you free
To see
That while others set about
To intimidate
I will, with no need to hesitate
My words with my actions
And pray that you can reciprocate
With future intentions
To become emotionally intimate
And to retaliate with love
Instead of hate
Making me the emotional recipient
Of this mental connection
Making you my equal
Not my subordinate
Because when two souls meet
And honestly communicate
Our desire to tear down,
Destroy, and disintegrate
The walls that guard our emotions
We’ll come to a better understanding
Of each other and will alleviate
The fear of not knowing if
We can relate

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Comments (1)

i loved this poem and yet dont know why, i think its way to long yet enjoyed reading it. strange. lv angel