Thai Ta’s Blog

June 1, 2011

poem: The Alien Within

Filed under: my newer poems — Thai Ta @ 3:44 pm

The Alien Within  –  Thai Ta, June 2011

Do you know your alien within?  /  Have you met your enlightened twin?  /  Open the door to alternative worlds  /  Welcome to nirvana, step right in.  ///  Adjust your vibration accordingly  /  See with new eyes, but discriminatingly  /  Play with heightened senses, ask:  /  “Is this not reality?”  ///  Or is it a simulation  /  Designed to sensitize the artificial,  /  The mechanical, chemical void of a robot  /  That’s ignorant of the intricate plot?  ///  There must be a time when feelings were first created  /  A place where we all stood equal, or at least equally naked  /  And thoughts (or programs) humming, around, afar…  /  “Do we know who we really are?”

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Heartache  /  Thai Ta, June 2011:    Heartache, I know you  /  You look a little older this time, mellower  /  I dig that rocker, biker look  /  How do I look to you, I wonder  /  Since last we saw each other?  /  I’ve done some travelling  /  Seeing amazing things  /  Crossing oceans to many shores  /  Still dreaming, living  /  Wanting more.  ///  Once in a while, like a favorite song  /  You catch by chance while driving  /  Or a familiar wave of emotion  /  A sweet, faint smell, a longing  /  You appear gently by my side  /  And you whisper, “Remember me?”  /  Teasingly, I think  /  “Yes, heartache, I remember you.”  /  “You look good,” I smile  /  “You look way too good”  /  You smile.  ///  We’ve been friends forever  /  Since I was a child  /  I remember being around 8 or 9  /  Meeting you for the first time  /  You were kind to me then  /  And you turned me into your tiny poet  /  Oh God, remember the ancient ink pens  /  That you dip in messy little ink bottles?  /  And the blotting papers too?  /  How I hated the purple stains  /  All over my tiny poet’s fingers  /  No matter how hard I tried  /  The stains  /  Foreshadowing my tiny poet’s life.  ///  In a weird way, I suppose I’ve missed you  /  My happy poems don’t sound quite as good  /  My sunny songs  /  Not entertaining quite as much  /  Sometimes I have to fake them all, happy or sad, sunny or cloudy (gasp!)  /  “Cause inside, I am at peace  /  Calm, content  /  Grateful…  /  Grateful dead?  ///  Not sure, my friend, but hey, good seeing you  /  My always special, forever faithful, the one and only heartache  /  Go on, now, go see your other friends  /  I love you  /  Until we meet again.

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