Dark Poetry #5 |
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maddorani Member
since 2007-11-18
Posts 423houston,tx |
If you hear the rain That’s how much I have cried. If you see the snow That’s how much My feelings have been piled up. If you hear the wind howling That’s how much I have called out to someone.- No one can hear the teardrops On the dry concrete. No one can see the feelings That have been piled up inside the heart. No one can hear me; Who is calling out to them.- Am I an entity? Am I invisible? Am I a revenant? Or am I being purposely ignored.- I see so many people. I hear them laughing and talking But yet no one has come to my aid. Why haven’t they? Why…..!- What am I doing here? What am I doing here! Can’t they see? Me?! Can’t they hear? Me?! Just what…..am I? What…..am…..I?- Sometimes I get really confused. If I really exist or not? Sometimes I think to myself If I am made up of Flesh and bones. Sometimes I wonder If I am translucent?- Probably the reason They can’t see me Is because they are blind And walk like zombies Nor they can hear my Teardrops because it Makes a quiet sound. To them My feelings are unnoticed Because they have been Locked up inside for Eternity. When I’m Calling out to them They can’t hear me But they can hear Other people. But when it comes to me The people are Deaf and heedless.- No matter how loudly I call or scream No one is going to come. |
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