A Rare Repost

One of my friends recently posted this poem on her blog, and I think it’s really good. Check it out& stick around to look at her other stuff too. ūüėČ

i’m trying to write a happy poem Рhttp://wp.me/p6Ve6L-12



I still see you.
    The way your eyes
          Widen when you speak.
    The way you look
          Towards the sky

Your fake drama.
Your fake pain.

     The way you smirk
          In jestful judge.

I still feel you.
     Proximity only serves to
          Remind me of
             Our Touch.
     Proximity shows me often
          What it is
             That I can’t have.

I still notice
     When you change.
          A simple trim of
        Your hair.
          Or a drastic change of
             Your mane.

I still hear you.
     Those whispers
     Those words
          Your silver tongue.

But now I see you.
     Proximity shows me
          What I don’t want.
     Proximity shows me
          What I don’t need.

But then I remember.
     I want.
     I desire.
     I hope.
     I dream.
     I remember.
     I remember clearly.

     I wish I could forget.

     Forget the pain.
     Forget the love.
     Forget the hurt.
     Forget the hope.
     Forget it all.

I still see you.
     All the time.
          You’re in my dreams.
          You’re on my mind.
          You’re in my hopes.

I still see you.
I still remember.
I still feel you.
I still hear you.
I still want you.

Cherished Blogfest: Cherished Object

Oooh, I’m so excited! My very first Blog Hop! For this, any blogger who signed up was requested to present a little about a cherished object she owned. So, I chose what first came to mind: my Star Trek pizza cutter! Below you can see a picture of it in all its glory.

To boldly slice pizza as no-one has sliced before!
To boldly slice pizza as no-one has sliced before!

Now, it might seem a bit shallow at first, but for me this object represents a lot. Firstly, the obvious: my obsession with Star Trek. After about two episodes I fell in love with the Original Series of Star Trek. I remember that first episode I saw, Operation: Annihilate! The “aliens” looked like eggs and the overacting was preposterous, but after watching another episode, for what else does a 14-year-old do on a lazy summer day when she’s bored and her mom’s sitting there watching something new, I was in love. Yes, it was cheesy. Yes, the acting was indeed preposterous. Yes, Kirk had an overabundance of ripped shirts throughout the series…But it was fun. It had a certain charm, and despite the ridiculousness, it bore a sense of adventure that made me want to travel through space to strange new lands. I wanted to boldly go where no man had gone before. It was silly, but it still took me away. C’mon, it was the¬†60s. What’d you expect?¬†And then¬†Spock. He just made that show so perfect…I think we might have¬†established that I love Star Trek.

This object here also represents the family time I spent watching this. My mother was the one who introduced my brothers and I to the show. It was something she had grown up with. We would spend long summer days watching episode after episode. Sometimes she and I would stay up late, well after my brothers had gone to sleep, to finish “just one more episode.”¬†My family and I, we laughed together, felt the cheesy thrill together, and even cringed together. Along with the favorite episodes came cherished memories. I always look back on that summer with happiness.¬†None of the others became obsessed with the show as I had, but they still enjoyed watching with me. Such family time is¬†something not as common with us anymore and thus something I miss, but I can remember it¬†with¬†abundant joy.

Not only do I cherish this object for the sentiment and joy, but also the wow factor. I’m that crazy friend who will randomly blurt out “Did I ever tell you I have a Star Trek pizza cutter?! It’s like the coolest thing ever!!” I haven’t actually used it to cut anything though. Perhaps one day if I’m stranded in the desert, and it’s my only means of escape I might, but for now it’s on display for me to show off to people like you who care to listen or are¬†reading this because you’re procrastinating something actually important.

So, thanks for stopping by! Feel free to mosey over to other areas of my blog. I write reviews, poetry, and things on my mind.

Click here to see a list of the participating blogs so you can continue onwards to the next one!


The Cherished Blogfest is co-hosted by Damyanti Biswas, Dan Antion, Paul Ruddock, Peter Nena, and Sharukh Bamboat.

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