Open Poetry #31 |
A vent |
starshine24 New Member
since 2002-10-31
Posts 6 |
I hate waiting. I hate knowing that you, when you say you’ll call, are often just repeating a phase, and that that phrase means absolutely nothing, much like “What’s up!” I hate knowing that that you may not call, or that you may have lost my number, or that you simply didn’t care. Argh. And I wonder what you think, how you decide whether or not to make that fateful call, and whether it’s a clear cut decision you know in your heart as you walk out of a club, or whether you agonize over it, and eventually convince yourself that I don't care. I wonder how you convince yourself not to call, or how you can not call when there is so much potential, and it’s just a risk that needs taking. Do you even think about how much girls agonize, how with every guy that we want to hear from who doesn’t call, we question ourselves, and we question men? How I’m becoming more cynical thanks to men not seeming to care and call after a great conversation? And why, why would you decide not to call, after getting a number? Does you feel as though you must simply get a number as a way to end conversation? Or is it something you boast about, how many numbers you got in a week. If you don’t care – don’t get my number! Then I wouldn’t agonize and wait, and honestly waiting kills. Or if you aren’t sure, tell me your number, and I could call you if I truly cared. But please, enough of the bullshit. Because it is precisely this that makes me hardened, that makes me cynical about the next man I meet, that makes me all the more flippant in my attempt to make myself stony-hearted, to stop myself getting burnt by caring and waiting. |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Good poem here, full of emotion! You may want to consider removing the word "that" here and there. It is quite overused in the poem, except at the end where it is useful for emphasis. Just a suggestion. Grover. Also a warm welcome to PIP! |
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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
i agree with grover, but overall good! welcome friend joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless... |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Yes your poem is very god. I agree with moving the that, because having a cliche in a poem can ruin it. I had to learn that the long and hard way, because I was so stuborn. Welcome to PIP! (I will be keeping an eye out for you. I like to reply alot, when I have time. (: Lots of love, -Juju |
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