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Hollow_Emptiness
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since 2004-02-01
Posts 715
New Zealand

0 posted 2004-10-07 03:04 AM


I’m leaving for reality,
Consciousness and infidelity,
So tired,
It’s time to go home,
I have to wake up and let this dream go,
It’s never going to happen.
When we locked eyes,
And nothing was said, you left on a bus,
While I, stood and shredded the picked up pieces.
The looking glass sky works both ways,
I stare at the world through these,
Blackened irises,
Painted on memories,
Recited for judging,
Now, was that so funny now?
No. Now I’m wondering why I let it be shared,
A nightmare absurd does wear,
And tear at the conversation.
It’s never going to happen,
The bus headed straight for a road,
A dead-end.
Stumble back home,
To a place I know well,
Cut through the thought-filled shortcut,
And ruins will remain,
And ruins will last,
Ruins will be left for another to crumble,
I’m going back to my nightmare.
Going back to my nightmare,
Where I never know,
If this nightmare is reality,
Or if it’s all a dream.
Leave the ruins behind.
Go home.
Leave the hopes and dreams in reality.
Go home.
Go back to sleep.
Imagine things are better.


I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. - Gary Jules, Mad World.

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Purity
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since 2001-11-20
Posts 526
Once Upon, USA
1 posted 2004-10-07 10:07 AM


Simply poignant reality! Great job, Hollow. Something about that "looking glass sky" gets me. If it's an hour glass, I'd just as soon break the glass and let the sands of time sift through my hands...maybe it'll heal the realization of him having boarded the bus and left. Made me think, again.

Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere

green_itchy_stuff
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since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929
New Caney, Tx
2 posted 2004-10-07 12:26 PM


The poem is good.  It seemed like the entire poem was a trip.  It was kinda bumpy in some places and then somewhat smooth in others, where it glidded through whether it was going in a positive direction or not.  

-GIS

He has made everything beautiful in its own time.  -Ecclesiastes 3:11

kissa~rachelle
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since 2003-11-27
Posts 988
nowhere special
3 posted 2004-10-07 04:50 PM


ahh... wow. This was really good. I really love it. I am definetly saving.

I know what you mean, sometimes, it is better to just dream....cuz most of the time, reality stinks. But then sometimes, it surprises you.

I dunno, great poem though.

Karissa

I ask why, but in my mind,
I find i cant really rely on myself.
~~~Linkin Park~~~

Hollow_Emptiness
Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715
New Zealand
4 posted 2004-10-08 12:06 PM


Thanks so much. They were such inspirational replies.

Hollow.
Courtney.

I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. - Gary Jules, Mad World.

mysticpoe
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since 2003-02-28
Posts 883

5 posted 2004-10-09 09:58 AM


Reality? is it what happens in the end, if there is one? So what do we rely on? Go back, go back and rediscover your real passions, those passions you first came here with...and reality, you will find, really came when you thought for the first. Nice pen here Hollow, don't be trapped.

wayne

If nothing is something
then everything is
our thoughts and feelings
and all that exists.

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