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Teen Poetry #6

Through the eyes of me

idleeyes86
Member

since 2003-06-09

Posts 64
Somewhere over the rainbow

0 posted 2003-06-12 03:38 PM

This is not exactly the most well written poem, but I'd be interested to hear what people think about the various issues raised within it, am I being too harsh? Am I merely being stupid for liking this girl? Am I kidding myself into liking her by claiming she doesn't really hurt me? Feel free to comment on the writing aswell though.
Thanx xCx

I know you are not perfect
heaven forbid the day a golden hoop is placed above your head
You have a heart that loves to be loved
but refuses you give any love in return.
You enjoy being admire enough give encouragement
though you know you are ruthless enough
to dash all hopes in the end.

You immerse yourself in self pity
and allow its oily blackness to cover you enough
that all who knew the girl before
rush to save you from its depths
risking losing themselves in its swamps
purely to save you who first placed yourself there
Furthermore the truth of your nature is so masked
that we cannot tell
whether you are of a true melancholy spirit
or whether you merely enjoy the sight of those clambering to help you

No pure streams flow from your lips
merely dark, murky waters of metaphors, sarcasm and ambiguity.
There is truth within every particle that drips
but it has been dyed and disguised so that it can never certainly be found
However you will happily mimick the sweet mediterranean
with such purpose that you may even fool yourself
although words you so gently nursed out of your mouth
are just as easily snatched back, or conveniantly forgotten and contradicted.

Sadly though I am not drawn to perfection
clear waters can be navigated in a day
but your intricacies can never lose novelty
And though the strike of your venemous tongue
can create wounds ten times as deep as any other
so can it also heal and soothe the skin twenty times greater
And even the trenches you often leave me with, are lined with silver.

The selfishness with which you hurt yourself
is easily ignored when it inspires such a feeling of pride within me,
to save you.
Moreover I am immune to the heartbreak you bare on other men
who take sadness as a mental form of pain
I understand that sadness is merely another emotion
which makes the world all the more diverse
Like the harsh cymbal, it too plays its part
in the rich orchestra of human experience
as pleasing to the ear
as the sweet flut or violin.

I do not seek virtue in you
I seek the way you bring such poignant sounds and vivid colours
into a life which one can so easily tire of
if its complete tapestry is merely dominated by flowers
rather than fascinating, never-ending beauty.

Everybody hurts, take comfort in your friends, cos everybody hurts sometimes

(r.e.m)

LegalSecret69
Member

since 2003-06-04

Posts 69
Virginia

1 posted 2003-06-12 06:08 PM

This is beautiful

I think you did an exquisite job and I will be looking for more. Thanks for the post...keep up the good work. -Jess

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