A poem about the walls we build and the one that won’t ever let them stand in the way of love.
“Walls”
Surrounded by walls built from bricks,
I am trying to hide all of love’s tricks,
Ever so high,
Into the sky,
No more falling for love’s gimmicks.
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There is not a single window, nor a door,
Love is something I have no room for,
No vision of me,
You shall not see,
I shall remain hidden for ever more.
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It is quiet expect for but a single sound,
Calmly sitting here looking all around,
Just a knock,
No reason for shock,
Within these walls I am forever bound.
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Now as I lay down in this cold lonely bed,
I am beginning to hear voices in my head,
Calling my name,
Must be a game,
Tis the same sound from which I already fled.
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Getting much louder it is beginning to pound,
Sitting up in my bed I look all around,
A voice so near,
Yet remaining unclear,
Not knowing from where I am hearing this sound.
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I pause for a moment and look at my chest,
Seeing no heart I can set my mind to rest,
It was given away,
There it shall stay,
This voice I am hearing must be just a test.
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The loud bang ringing loudly through each ear,
What is this odd noise that I can hear?
Hearing the block,
I turn in shock,
There is a brick on the floor, laying so near.
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On my hands and knees, I look up at the wall,
Watching in horror… each brick tumble and fall,
The dust begins to clear,
You stand there without fear,
Toward this angel before me I begin to crawl.
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Such a sweet voice that is asking me to stand,
Holding my heart in the palm of her hand,
She whispers to me,
You are forever free,
To walk with me as one across this land.
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I pause to ask this angel for but one single clue,
With walls so solid, how did you break through?
You gave me your heart,
Walls cannot keep us apart,
I will break down each one just to be close to you.
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Pausing to stare into such beautiful eyes,
One simple thing I have come to realize,
No matter the cost,
Love is never lost,
For love never gives up…love always tries.
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