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Open Poetry #37

Burning Birthday Candles

Edward Grim
Senior Member

since 2005-12-18

Posts 1154
Greenville, South Carolina

0 posted 2006-01-24 06:27 PM

Burning Birthday Candles

For my last birthday,
I received something odd.
It was a toothbrush covered in petrol.
And a burning white wall,

So I sat on the wall
That was consumed in the flames.
And I brushed my teeth.
That were burning as well.

Then I became
A man with no words to say,
Only fire to spit out
With no meaning in my spray.
Oh yeah,
It’s hot,
But birthday candles,
Never seemed to agree
With gasoline.

Momma says, "Life... is like a box full of chocolates, you never know when you're gonna get one with a nut in it".

[This message has been edited by Edward Grim (01-24-2006 07:34 PM).]

EagleScorpion
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since 2000-03-08

Posts 1644
Here, Now, Forever

1 posted 2006-01-24 07:26 PM

whoa..

this is great

RedStoneEB
Senior Member

since 2003-06-08

Posts 772
uk

2 posted 2006-01-25 05:22 AM

Weirdest poem i've ever read

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

3 posted 2006-01-25 10:45 AM

I found this intriguing and would love to know the meaning behind it...

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

Edward Grim
Senior Member

since 2005-12-18

Posts 1154
Greenville, South Carolina

4 posted 2006-01-25 12:04 PM

Yeah, I admit, it’s pretty weird but who isn’t these days. While the point of it may not be lucid, it is present, hard to believe. I’m an insomniac so most of my stuff is written at ungodly hours. It’s about how some people seem to get angrier on their birthday. I mean I’m only 17 so I’m at the age where I’m not counting down the days until my birthday but I’m happy when it comes. Really I’m amazed how certain people dread their birthday and they won't be happy no matter what. I guess they think of it as getting closer to the end. My sister is like that; it's sad really, she's only 25 and she feels like that. The poem is weird like that, it’s mocking and sympathizing with people like that and maybe demonizing their bad feelings about turning older.

Momma says, "Life... is like a box full of chocolates, you never know when you're gonna get one with a nut in it".

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