Dedication

[seeksthebalance]

To wake up and know what the day will achieve.
To anticipate every pitfall, avoid every obstacle,
answer every doubt with confidence,
and never to let the questions overwhelm.

To smile when you need to cry
showing not the cracks that form upon your immortal being.
Like the mask the tea girl wears
and her embroidered dress
to keep the strangers distant through a long and hard tradition.

Where do you begin and the graces fall off?
Will you ever journey to the hearts of yourselves
and on your travels find meaning to which you can attribute all things?

To work your fingers to the bone,
spilling blood upon the broken paving slabs,
all in pursuit of the fulfilment of
an unspoken need.

To diregard distractions no matter why they rise
and shutting down all senses forget the world outside.

To focus all attention on making no mistakes
and most of all to know the words that keep you motivated.

So close yourself my love and never let me in
tomorrow I'll still be here looking for where you begin.
Don't answer any questions; emotions may escape.
Tonight I made a promise; to you I dedicate.

[unchained soul]

Hi Seeks,

I really liked that poem. I especially liked

To smile when you need to cry
showing not the cracks that form upon your immortal being.
Like the mask the tea girl wears
and her embroidered dress
to keep the strangers distant through a long and hard tradition

and

To work your fingers to the bone,
spilling blood upon the broken paving slabs,
all in pursuit of the fulfilment of
an unspoken need.

Well done. Keep it up.

Rach

[seeksthebalance]

I wrote this one a while ago while travelling through China and have decided to revisit it. I think it needs quite a bit of work as the point seems to have got lost. It is meant to be about being tied to a relationship that is dying and that you are unable to leave until the very end. Thanks for the kind comments though Rach, you chose the two bits I like the most too.

Seeks.

[unchained soul]

Hi Seeks,

Thanks for sharing that. Its helpful to see other people have trouble with their poems as well as me.

Rach