Teen Poetry #6 |
Callous Verbosity |
IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time |
Not quite sure of this one...suggestions welcome. (I know I didn't punctuate; you are free to read it however you feel necessary) Assailable To the abrasive Words Being impelled With such Ferocity Toward My buried face I blanch At the Intense projection Of your deafening Voice Declarations Of rancor About How profusely You loathe me Every breath That I inhale You scorn With such Intensity Why Do you will These deplorable Slanders Upon me? I strive To fashion myself So I qualify To satiate The image Of flawlessness That began Emerging From within Your dominant mind Slowly It was sculpted Punctilious And precise No detail Left uncovered Love Isn't malignity You bellow So crudely Obscenities And degrading Comments Delivered By your raving And blaring tone I cringe and I lament With each utterance Of every Brutal assertion That you deem Is essential To place upon me I don't comprehend Why I cannot raise My aching head enough And beseech you To relinquish All the horror All the grief You bestow on me Every night Incessantly So I lay Scared and Shaking Praying That I Can withstand Another duration Of this ordeal Just one more time |
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xxshadowxx Junior Member
since 2003-05-17
Posts 43Texas |
That was a nice poem. Good job. ~*Carrie*~ "Hard days made me, hard nights shaped me" |
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BrokenDreams Member
since 2003-02-09
Posts 425In The Clouds |
I like it! Sometimes not having puntuation takes away from a poem, but I think it really adds to this one. Thanks for posting. Jenni There are three kinds of people in this world, those who can count, and those who can't. |
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blueyedlioness Member
since 2003-04-24
Posts 289USA |
Ohmigosh. Woah. That like, hit really hard. Really close to things I didn't realize still hurt that bad. I'm so sorry you're going through that. Awesome job. Absolutely awesome. |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
I love the title, and the poem fits it perfectly. Had to work, with the lack of punctuation, but I agree with Jenni, in this instance it works wonders Love, Liz xxx "Gorge the honey from life, and live through the stomach aches knowing they will pass..." ~Liz Pinard 2003~ |
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Fading Away
since 2001-03-14
Posts 3131Lynchburg, Virginia |
Oh, wow. There is so much in this poem, that I find it almost ironic that the lines are so short. I don't believe I've read much of your work, so I can't compare it to any other poems, but after reading this, I can't wait to read more. Before I begin, I want to say that I hope this is not a true stroy. And if it is, please seek help. The fact that no punctuation is used is a good thing. It lets the reader interpret the tone however they wish. Punctuation almost puts restrictions on the poem, and the tone is just how the writer wants it to be. This way, there's a freedom that draws the reader in a little more than otherwise. While a seemingly simple poem, the vocabulary was perfect for the situation, placing a dark overtone throughout the poem in itself. The short lines put an emphasis on the brutal sorrow placed on you by this enemy. (Or maybe no enemy at all...) The body was well done, rising the intensity until the cliff-hanger ending dropped off with the writer obviously submissing and giving in. What a powerful ending! It tells the reader so much without saying much at all. This was a wonderful poem. A very well-written story. Hang in there. I can't wait to read more... In the meantime, thanks for this read. --Marie "You can be idealistic for all of ten seconds before you die." (Imitation of Life) [This message has been edited by Fading Away (05-22-2003 01:28 PM).] |
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IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time |
Thank you everyone! This, fortunately, was not based on real life occurances. Sadly, though, I do have three friends who are demeaned and verbally/emotionally abused by their own families, so I can sort of dedicate this poem to all of them. I appreciate all the responses, its really kind of you. So glad I found this place... |
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