Teen Poetry #4 |
Seal of Two |
silvrduck Member
since 2000-11-05
Posts 146 |
Hmm. well this is a little 'different' from what I usually write.. So let me know what you think! ps. sorry, i promise to get caught up with the replys ... ---------------------- in a heart hanging wearily i’m losing myself caught behind your glass mirror with dust only for me to delve reflection of your past somewhere I don’t see fit i’m caught there in the middle still well kept in cold secrets care to enlighten me if you think it could change the rules maybe you could join me in my forbidden depth of fools you will never understand what I try to get across don’t bother trying to fake it i’m well aware of many a faux in a heart hanging wearliy this game has become quite the dare laughing reflections.. i’m not surprised that you don't care so I slam my fist upon the glass the slivers tear my hand and when I look through the flaws there, you no longer stand still my anger will not reside not ‘till my nails cut my palm do I realize you felt that too that you, in fact, felt this all along in regret, I reach out to help yet in sorrow you back away so I sit back and cry my tears your eyes had all there is to say in a heart hanging wearily you come and sit by my side and such the pang of guilt it is now I that wants to hide but you wont let me turn instead you force my mind to see the story inside your hands of the scars, made by me. [This message has been edited by silvrduck (edited 04-22-2001).] |
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MindlessPoet Member
since 2001-04-20
Posts 106Texas |
this poem was nicely done.. me likes *TiMMYBoY* |
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Allan Riverwood
since 2001-01-04
Posts 3502Winnipeg |
I really really enjoyed this one, the way you structured it was just marvelous. The theme was also excellent and now that I look at the title a second time I see some things I wouldn't have before so great title as well! The last line was killer. What can I say? Most of this poem was. It's my personal library entry of the day. ~Allan Build a man a fire, and he's warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life. |
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Fading Away
since 2001-03-14
Posts 3131Lynchburg, Virginia |
"instead you force my mind to see the story inside your hands of the scars, made by me." That last line gave me the chills! VERY nicely done, silvr! I enjoyed this a lot.. the flow was incredible! This is going right into my library where it belongs! VERY nice work! --Marie subconsciously, i think i can eat so much to make my stomach hurt, instead of my heart. |
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anonymous albert ?
since 2001-03-23
Posts 2979 |
this poem was written very well... hope to see more soon.. and keep writing ...? death is not the greatest loss in life. the greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live. -norman cousins |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Very enjoyable read. Hope to see more soon! I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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