I Become
I become transparent,
As your eyes see through me.
My deepest secrets known,
As I feel free.
I become solid,
As your hand caresses my skin.
My deepest emotions felt,
As they should've been.
I become myself,
As you award me with company.
My deepest fears are no concern,
As they are chased away from me.
I become loved,
As you continue to love me.
My need for security is met,
As it is pulled from debris.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Love May Travel | 1 | 09/13/2013 |
| Hopelessness | 0 | 11/17/2012 |
| Davila | 0 | 11/17/2012 |
| Fallen | 0 | 11/17/2012 |
| Sextasy | 0 | 09/15/2010 |
| Alone | 1 | 09/15/2010 |
| Results | 0 | 09/15/2010 |
| Cheer Up | 0 | 09/15/2010 |
| Dream Figure | 1 | 09/15/2010 |
| Deserted | 1 | 09/15/2010 |
| Ecstacy | 1 | 05/12/2010 |
| Open Confession | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| Me,Myself, and I | 1 | 03/25/2010 |
| Love Conquers | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
| Life's Compatability | 0 | 03/19/2010 |
| Figure of Love | 1 | 01/28/2010 |
| Time Consumption | 0 | 01/28/2010 |
| Repose | 0 | 01/28/2010 |
| Nicotine Love | 3 | 01/28/2010 |
| Mistress of the Night | 4 | 01/28/2010 |
| I Become | 0 | 01/28/2010 |
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