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The poet in me.....
The poet in me.....
I have lots of poetry that Ive written and Ive decided to put it into an e-book but its alot of work so I thought I would put one up here and get your guys/gals opinion on if I should put the effort into completeling this book or if its just a waste of time...let me know what you think.
In my heart there is a door, this
door is locked up tight.
When someone tries to open it,
I fight them with all my might.
So one of me stands strong and firm
outside this door of mine.
The other me sits alone and sad,scared
of what opening it would find.
Everytime Ive opened it,Ive found
myself in a dream
or at least thats what it seemed.
Then I see dark clouds moving in, the sunshine goes away.
The laughing stops,no smiles to be found,
I shouldnt of opened my door today.
The people turn into monsters and I
try to run from them,
Its no good they just catch up and
tear me limb from limb.
I cover myself the best I can and
close my eyes and cry.
The people who made me so happy at first
now had me wishing I'd just die.
I guess this door I have in my heart is better off staying closed.
The people out there would only hurt
me if it was opened and I was exposed.
So go away and leave me be, you
wont get me to come out.
If you say you're different,you'd
never hurt me,those words I'd
Not again will it ever open so go look somewhere but not here.
I'll push you away and run off without
you seeing a single tear.
Its cold in here but at least I'm safe,
no one can hurt me now.
Letting you in is something I cant do, something I wont allow.
So this is goodbye, its time for me to go
and if you ask if you can come in,the answer will always be no.
These words are sincere whether you try to come next week, next month or next year.
6/27/2005 1:52 pm
In a poem one can observe both content and form.|
But they are connected - they feed off each other.
Content is usually up to interpretation and often
a reader can read into it thoughts and feelings
that the author might not have guessed - sometimes
not even intended. This is the result of reading
on the background of one's own experiences and
thought processes. To achieve this level of
interpretive depth in the content the form must
be subtle, kind of indirect. When it comes to
lyricism (there are so many schools of it) imagery
is a very powerful tool (think T.S Eliot, for example).
Concerning the content of your poem I can read what you
are saying. If you mean it, I am sorry you feel you
must be so closed! You never know who may show up at the
door. Besides, your own attitude can prevent or induce
the damage finally inflicted on you. If there is no risk
there can be no rewards - no happiness (as one might define
happiness). Concerning the form, perhaps you might want to
let the reader guess a little! It is a nice poem
and I thank you for sharing it with us.
6/27/2005 4:54 pm
It makes me sad just reading it...... I'm so sorry they did this to YOU... You have so much life in you and so much to share, Please try to open up a little.|
6/28/2005 9:50 am
Hello...that was really great. You should send it in somewhere, I wouldn't know where to do that, but you should anyway. I'm kinda new to this site, and I'm looking to meet women a little older than me for some fun. I'm recently out of a 2 year relationship, and I guess I'm looking for a friend with benefits, no matter how shallow that sounds. Please let me know if you are interested at all. Send me a message, or reply to this if you like. Check out my profile and pic, and let me know if you're interested. Thanks, and keep posting your work.|
6/28/2005 7:40 pm
I'm impressed my Little One! I can't help saying this, when I saw your pic for this blog the first thing I thought about was setting my balls on your tongue. Is that bad of me?|