If your heart no longer admires my magnificent hues, <br />The ones that once colored your soul less portraits, <br />The ones that once colored your black skies a shade of blue... <br /> <br />Remember; <br /> <br />I am not part of your senseless thought, <br />Seemingly useless things they too never forget, <br />And somewhere within your subliminal weave of forgetting, <br />I have transpired into a wakeful dream of 'believing'... <br /> <br />I believe in a cloud with silver lining, <br />That not all shores hide the marvel of gold... <br />Let gold be of a dream with silver deliverance, <br />And there I will wait in the nook of your forgetting. <br /> <br />'Oh' that silver spume with its alliance with salt... <br />It's the tear that stings and smells of water from my shore, <br />I have pummeled my way to make it to your heart; <br />And yet as a tear I still remain pre-disposed... <br /> <br />Remember not to remember; <br /> <br />For in this way your heart will never be distilled; <br />There is no innocence in these waters, <br />So many have drowned with futile attempts to flee... <br /> <br />Why go? <br />Why forget? <br /> <br />The reality is not all things are innocent, <br />And with knowledge there comes a sense of wretchedness, <br />So sweet and wretched; I pour from silver lining, <br />So golden into the glass like deliverance of your forgetting, <br />Making an alliance with your cold; trembling lips... <br /> <br />Remember; <br /> <br />I am not part of your useless thought <br />With the tremble of your salty lips <br />I feel my colors have been put into magnificent use... <br />And somewhere within your subliminal weave of forgetting <br />I have transpired into a wakeful dream of 'believing'. <br /> <br />Let gold be of a dream with silver deliverance... <br />And there I will wait in the nook of your forgetting.<br /><br />Mimi Mata<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seemingly-useless-things-mimi-m-meyer/
