I'm Not That Girl Poem by Peitho Enthermos

I'm Not That Girl



Warm, bursting with radiance and life
Your smile can cease at once, a strife.
I want to always see you smile; I feel great...
I know it is because you no longer wait.

You came running, chasing winds, racing with the light!
It's like the world's gonna be over, and finally the death of night.
Then, you gave an embrace, tight and strong!
You put back the broken pieces together, like no more thing's be going wrong.

Then, a kiss.
Warm.
Forever bliss.
No harm.

I turned my back to the scene.
Tears from my eyes, rolling down my chin.
Still, I feel so good to see for the first time,
to see you smile that smile, my man.

Flash backward, you used to be so sad.
That when you laugh, I hit the bottom rock so hard.
That every lesson-learned story you tell me,
Was a hopeless love, I felt like pity-me Phoebe.

(What can I do with this love? I am so blue.
What can make you happy, how, who! ?
To make you smile like that, I will do great things.
To hell I go, and tsunami, there, shall I bring!)

I was losing a battle I was never meant to fight.
I looked at my shaking reflection on that sharp thing, one night.
I was about to take my life, I could have shared with you.
Yet the thought of you smiling that smile, gave me a clue.

The night ended, I was breaking down fast.
I needed lift, I could never last.
I asked for you to 'rescue' me.
I just needed to learn more for my journey.

During that same night I needed and previously avoided,
Once again you told me a story.
Learned your love for someone
That will never, even for a day, be me.

Then after the long talk, you told me to be strong for you.
That my happiness, will be your happiness too.
'Silly, don't thank me. Any friend would do just that.
Do not avoid me. Talk to me, my silly-mini cat.'

After that, nothing went good.
I did what I could.
Our friendship became blur and I was losing sight.
Again, I was losing a battle I was never meant to fight.

I set sail, and trained myself to strength and power.
I obeyed your words, I made you my light tower.
I made a way and believed in the impossible.
Even to the point of believing that I can be her.

No, instead I tried to win the battle I was never meant to fight.
I loved her like how you did... like how I wished you would me that dreadful, fateful night.
I did what you could have done before--- to win that mythic pearl.
Sadly, for me, I am not that girl.

To end the story, with a beautiful tone...
I brought glory to the love and life I can never own.
I learned to make him smile that smile, t'was when I brought her.
Believe me. I made him smile without being that girl.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
February 25,2019 I thank my friend for supporting me. I made another poem. (Next to the collections: Believe Me: I Love Her Too, Believe Me: I Love Her Like You Do, You Taught Me How, She's Pretty and is Prettier -A Reprise Poetry of 'She's Pretty', The Pretty Lady: Ultimatum) Leave a comment and help me improve! Please like the page 'The Silent Writer' too! Thank you!
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