Away… We Stay
Where do you want to take me?
I've been there before.
Why do you insist on that?
It would never work for sure.
I still the same old me.
Time has never changed.
I should not go; it's not right.
Believe me I shall take my seat.
He would tell me "I'm yours".
But he'll control me like a doll.
He would treat me kind 'n' gentle
But he'd bid me not to be me.
"Don't go east. Don't go west
I'm your man. I'm your rest.
This is too revealing. Cover your shoulder.
This is too short. It's a hideous neck.
Too much make up. Big glasses
Your face looks like a clown.
Stop pretending you're strong.
Follow your desire and be destroyed".
I would pretend I don't care.
I would wear my mask of power and play my role.
There I'll keep saying I did this, I did that.
Between the "I"s I say I would never look in the eyes.
One look of them and the show is gone.
On this stage I direct the dolls until the curtain falls.
Concealing my tears with my disguise I pray…
Pray not to look to the eyes.
In my charades I carry my shrouds on my hand.
Waiting for the looks from the eyes which makes me add more "I"s
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I was jesting…"
If you want to take me somewhere,
Let it be to the future.
There I would know at least
Where I lie at last and sleep.
Or let it be a place of imaginations and dreams
Where merely hymns and lullabies are heard
Just to worship God and then to sleep
Never to be troubled by mortals' speeches
We shall wait for our rest in peace.
So let's go back, you and me, to live alone.
To be ourselves and nothing more.
Away from eyes and out of sights we stay
To live happily ever after in May.
..................................
*This is a dialogue between someone, who had enough from relationships, and his heart. She is scared to be involved in a new relation. She is mentally disturbed and lacks confidence. Confusion controls her life.
I wrote this on 3rd May 2005 after I read T.S Eliot's A Love Song to J. Alfred Prufrock "a"
But in this poem the speaker is an old man.
Check it here you may like it…
I've been there before.
Why do you insist on that?
It would never work for sure.
I still the same old me.
Time has never changed.
I should not go; it's not right.
Believe me I shall take my seat.
He would tell me "I'm yours".
But he'll control me like a doll.
He would treat me kind 'n' gentle
But he'd bid me not to be me.
"Don't go east. Don't go west
I'm your man. I'm your rest.
This is too revealing. Cover your shoulder.
This is too short. It's a hideous neck.
Too much make up. Big glasses
Your face looks like a clown.
Stop pretending you're strong.
Follow your desire and be destroyed".
I would pretend I don't care.
I would wear my mask of power and play my role.
There I'll keep saying I did this, I did that.
Between the "I"s I say I would never look in the eyes.
One look of them and the show is gone.
On this stage I direct the dolls until the curtain falls.
Concealing my tears with my disguise I pray…
Pray not to look to the eyes.
In my charades I carry my shrouds on my hand.
Waiting for the looks from the eyes which makes me add more "I"s
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I was jesting…"
If you want to take me somewhere,
Let it be to the future.
There I would know at least
Where I lie at last and sleep.
Or let it be a place of imaginations and dreams
Where merely hymns and lullabies are heard
Just to worship God and then to sleep
Never to be troubled by mortals' speeches
We shall wait for our rest in peace.
So let's go back, you and me, to live alone.
To be ourselves and nothing more.
Away from eyes and out of sights we stay
To live happily ever after in May.
..................................
*This is a dialogue between someone, who had enough from relationships, and his heart. She is scared to be involved in a new relation. She is mentally disturbed and lacks confidence. Confusion controls her life.
I wrote this on 3rd May 2005 after I read T.S Eliot's A Love Song to J. Alfred Prufrock "a"
But in this poem the speaker is an old man.
Check it here you may like it…
posted by attawie at Friday, November 04, 2005
2 Comments:
I don't know why the link is not working with me.. so here it is if u like to read it.
T.S Eliot's "A Love Song to J. Alfred Prufrock"
http://www.bartleby.com/198/1.html
hey, why the link is not working with you???! Anyways, I liked the poems you write alot. So good indeed... Keep on writing girl, hope that you will publish your own novel soon. Don't forget to write my name in the dedication page!!! :) Or, dedicate it all to me! LOL.
I have studied Eliot's poem last year. The images used in the poem are fantastic!
Happy to see you back o blogging! See ya
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