Dark Poetry #2 |
Incongruous |
Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Why do I cry? Why do these tears fall? That blind my eyes from seeing I scarcely can remember when my tears didn't fall. Why do I feel depressed? Without life's dress? I wish I knew but this is me and you are you. Why am I bleak and seem to seek for more to come Are does it follow me in my destinies? Have you ever felt that you could not change your ways Yet you look into the haze wanting nothing better than to step out? Are we are own worst phantoms? Do we look for all the gastly ghouls? Sometimes I seek to find relief from this sinister reflection but seems there is perfection in this darkness behind this wall Am I alone in my apparitions? Do you think anyone cares to listen? So we seek we shall find the knocking on the door open it and do come in. To a world that has not formed and voidness seems to swallow you whole. This I SAY with no surprise this is what the anger hides so open your ears but most of all open your minds and stay clear of all the apparitions in this room They seek to devour your minds. I chose Incongruous as my title because that's the way I was feeling when I wrote it. Definition: inconsistent, contrary, incompatible, irreconcilable,contradictory, unsteady,wavering, paradoxical, vacillating, discrepant, and last but not least illogical ( now this is me for sure) |
||
© Copyright 2000 Rose - All Rights Reserved | |||
Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
"are we our own worst phantoms?" this was a great twist on an old cliche. this was a nice read. |
||
Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Thanks Janel, I needed to vent as you can see |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |