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WHAT AM I TO YOU? - metaphorical / existential poem by jrqc (explained)



What am I to you but a simple whisper that gets carried away by the breeze?

Oh how I wish I was more than a clump of sand and bones,

that drain through your fingers like water,

but, could I just be more than existence?

Tell me dear, for I long to be, for I long more than mere existence!


In my dreams of dreams you kiss me, 

in my dreams of dreams you exercise your power over me,

and I just succumb to the temptation of your temple,

I just surrender my flesh to your overpowering caprice of molding me like clay,

but tell me dear, is it gratifying being the victim of such relentless temptation?


What am I to you? What do you seek from me?


You kiss me with your embrace,

and I tremble, and I sing to escape you, and yet still you kiss my tears,

so tell me my beloved, 

are you here to let me go yonder where the shadows don't dare to envelop their surroundings?

tell me I beg of you, for existence is vague when there is no purpose,

and I long for not only the love of yours, that flesh of yours, but also redeem my soul,

a soul that has been dragged here and there and still seeks  solace.


You kiss me as if life is all there is,

but is there such a thing?

You embrace me as if nothing else mattered,

but is that all?


ABOUT THE POEM

this is a poetic expression in which I refer to exploring themes of longing, existential questioning, and the complex nature of a relationship. I reflect on the desire for deeper meaning and significance in the connection with someone else. Of course I have used metaphorical language, posing rhetorical questions, and delving into the emotional and introspective aspects of thoughts and dreams.

Simultaneously, I contemplate my existence and wish to be more than a fleeting whisper or a transient entity. In the poem I express a desire to transcend the physical and be more than just a clump of sand and bones. When I mention dreams, I suggest a yearning for a profound connection with the other person, since I believe that being with another person should transcend physical aspect of it. 

Throughout the text, there's an exploration of the intensity of emotions, as well as a questioning of the purpose and meaning of life. I seek reassurance and understanding from the other person, asking what they are to them and what is sought from the relationship.

The use of imagery, such as being molded like clay, kissing tears, and embracing, I believe, adds a vivid and emotional layer to the text. Overall, I have written a poetic expression of deep emotions, uncertainties, and desires within a relationship.

I hope you have liked it.

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