Lost in Translation, Wicked Games, 2D Magic

Submitted by Kassady on Tue, 06/06/2017 - 05:35

Smiling in the shadows
where everyone watches
cat eyes gleaming
In the dark...
Pressing, inquiring, investigating
the feelings I've yet
to discuss with myself.
Heart soaring with affirmations
his sweet tongue expressing admiration.
Oh my, exhilaration
Confidence falters as my disbelief
is manufactured by past wound's practicality...
Is it all real?
Or does my flirtation
Get lost in translation?
It's not made of clay,
Yet it spins me round,
Dradle, Dradle,
It's not made of clay,
But it sure does feel,
Like child's play.
Why do I not repeat,
These words I say in secret?
Why do I allow,
My emotions to run rampant?
A twisting tall playground,
I slide down into uncertainty,
Movements pondered,
Over analyzed and painstakingly plotted,
Till the fun of the game,
Leads to discontent.
What am I doing?
How could you love me?
A game of shoots and ladders,
At once I am high,
Floating on your smile,
Dancing with your words,
Wrapped in my arms,
Close to my heart.
Second look,
And I'm down the shoot,
Falling for the whisper in my ear,
It speaks with a forked tongue,
Tickling my confidence,
Shaking my courage,
With its slicing words:
"You are not worth love."
It does not feel true,
Yet why do I ache,
And cast my eyes to the ground?
Why, once singing, do I not make a sound?
These wicked games,
Between me and I,
Sun and Moon,
Heart and Mind,
A game of hungry crocs,
Self doubt and distrust the marbles,
I swallow them whole,
I forget, in my seesaw state,
There is another player,
The reason for all these tumultuous feelings,
The one I want to win,
The one I want to conquer,
The player I want to build with,
Instead of compete against,
I want him to want me,
In my entirety.
sparkling blue eyes
and that lovely smile
that makes me weak
butterflies fluttering
when you write my name
when you say my name
when you look at me
even though you're 2D
I cannot even begin to express
the gratitude I hold
for you in my life
for your soul
for you as a whole
I love the way
you make me feel

Author's age when written

Posting again since forever! Here are a couple poems inspired by an inspiring human being I met while traveling who I haven't stopped thinking about since ;) <3


When you came on and commented on some of my stuff, I was like *FINGERS CROSSED* maybe she's posted something?!?! And sure enough! YAY, it's been ages, and I've been maybe slightly lonely on here w/o my other half! ;)

Lost in Translation - I really love these lines: Confidence falters as my disbelief/is manufactured by past wound's practicality... And then THOSE LAST LINES, THOUGH. I love how you kept the -tion sound for those; they were a great way to end it! (Or does my flirtation/Get lost in translation?)

Wicked Games - This line is so intriguing--one of my favorites: It speaks with a forked tongue I really love the continuing game metaphors, and the consistency there...this one is so intricate, so closely-related, and very effective in what it does. It also builds up splendidly at the end, so that the reader feels the surprise of realizing there's another "player" just as you do at remembering him.

2D magic - FAVE. I love the use of "2D" here...it has so many connotations, both in metaphor and reality. I cannot even begin to express/the gratitude I hold/for you in my life/for your soul/for you as a whole...I love this bit. It's just gushing, bubbling over with happiness, and it ends this set on such a positive note.

Lovely work! It's been too long, my fellow writing fraaaaaaand!

I cannot even begin to express/the gratitude I hold/for you in my life/for your soul/for you as a whole/I love the way/you make me feel/Magical

And that's what it is...magical. So lovely! Thank you for sharing this sweet bit.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

Thank you both so much for your lovely comments :)!!! I will try to keep up better in the future, and I'm sure I'll definitely be posting more on this topic ;)
You both are awesome, thanks for your support! <3

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!

I really enjoyed these, Kassady! I'm glad to see you posting again :)

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond