Romancing Violins

By NeroMatches

If I were obliged to tell you the truth,
I would tell you that I love you,
But the world is free, and there is no
Urgent need for me to profess everything.

So I scribble a mental note on the book cover
Of the dictionary of my unspoken thoughts,
Breathed here or there, under other words
Completely unrelated, entirely different

Leaving me straying on another point before
Finishing the one which I really wanted you to hear.

But the world is free, and you went soaring
Around distant galaxies, wheeling with stars
Breaking the barriers of cosmic infinity;
Kissing always the clouds which could never kiss you back,

And I am tired of serenading the wind.

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Published on Sunday, August 13, 2006. Filed under: "Poetry"

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November 14th, 2010

Comments on "Romancing Violins"

A former member wrote: jules.... baby.... i love you.... i miss you..... i need you back in my life. i need your poetry and your filipino james dean meets sinatra meets sammy davis jr. meets kerouac meets salinger air.
A former member wrote: The tone of this is gorgeous, strikes a chord. I could sense some resignation, along with hints of sadness. I enjoyed reading this a lot.
On Saturday, November 26, 2011, TyrantAvDetForbannet (273) wrote:

This definately deserved poem of the day, good job.
On Thursday, December 16, 2010, Karmadreams (10) wrote:

"And I am tired of serenading the wind." in that sentence... sadness, maybe a goodbye. I read this, then moved on to read other people's poems, and then I had to come back. This was beautiful.
On Sunday, November 14, 2010, Aragon (10) wrote:

Very nice....especially the first section!
A former member wrote: such a sad tone... like watching a beautiful child slit her wrists........ like waving to the sunset... I dont know, but it just has a beautiful-sad way of saying goodbye..... as I read it now...... kudos.
On Sunday, November 5, 2006, carlosjackal (2786) wrote:

Excellent poem. When I started to read this I was expecting a bog-standard unrequited love poem but was nicely surprised to get something a million light years better.
A former member wrote: wow this is immensely beautiful
A former member wrote: "i am tired of serenading the wind"...wow. so beautiful. this is one of those poems that is almost like a breath of a brief breeze..if that makes sense. truly poetic and understanding. i love you, jules. :)
A former member wrote: Ah...damn `Div
A former member wrote: you're too young to have such aged emotions..gods your words are wonderous..
A former member wrote: oh well this.is beauty re.defined and exquisitely spoken adn imag[in].ed. goregously succinct piece
A former member wrote: tried to fav but it's not letting me... UGH.
A former member wrote: Imagining a heart wasted on a love that just wants to fly away... never truly wasted.
A former member wrote: I think this is very pretty, I like the image of thoughts under thoughts, of a whole other self hidden away under another personality..
On Sunday, August 13, 2006, Rebel_not_Radical (75) wrote:

~what's that jules? haha i feel so procrastinating and hiding. Very cool man