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chels335
21-02-2008, 12:18 AM
Sometimes I
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
When people look, I am transparent -
Skeleton leaves skittering across a vacant lot.

You think you know me, see me,
pink fluff, captain of the cheerleading team.
You don't: I am a mistaken identity,
a question mark; things are never just what they seem.

I am an untouchable pinned-down butterfly.
My wings are held back, I am a prisoner here.
Here in everyone's reality, this rampant chaos
which we call life, consisting of everything to fear.

Here: this looming house with glass
embedded in the walls.
"Sanctuary, sanctuary!" I try and listen for
the familiar sounds of Hope through my calls.

For Rent signs in the trailer park
Whispered murmurs of untold past.
I walk by so melancholy,
It's been ages since I came here last.

My dearest ones are gone,
and the threatening idea of Time
has taken its toll on my tear-stained life;
Death has no reason nor rhyme.

To take life for granted, as I did
was very childish and naive.
What was I thinking? Out of my mind?
Nevermore will I cringe and wear my heart on my sleeve.

Sometimes I
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
Goodnight, dear love, don't turn out the light;
I'm just a broken soul that Hope forgot.


This is my first post ever! Could everyone tell me what they think of my poem please? I'm completely new at this :) Thanks!

JessicaJ10790
12-03-2008, 05:46 PM
this is a very good poem!

TwoHeartsAbove
24-04-2008, 09:56 AM
Heyz,

I read your poem and i liked it.....
That is seriously your first one???
Keep up the good work...
I look forward to hearing your new creation....

Bye x]

Windsgottencolder
25-04-2008, 08:10 AM
good job =)

waterdrop64
14-05-2008, 03:09 AM
Sometimes I
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
When people look, I am transparent -
Skeleton leaves skittering across a vacant lot.

You think you know me, see me,
pink fluff, captain of the cheerleading team.
You don't: I am a mistaken identity,
a question mark; things are never just what they seem.

I am an untouchable pinned-down butterfly.
My wings are held back, I am a prisoner here.
Here in everyone's reality, this rampant chaos
which we call life, consisting of everything to fear.

Here: this looming house with glass
embedded in the walls.
"Sanctuary, sanctuary!" I try and listen for
the familiar sounds of Hope through my calls.

For Rent signs in the trailer park
Whispered murmurs of untold past.
I walk by so melancholy,
It's been ages since I came here last.

My dearest ones are gone,
and the threatening idea of Time
has taken its toll on my tear-stained life;
Death has no reason nor rhyme.

To take life for granted, as I did
was very childish and naive.
What was I thinking? Out of my mind?
Nevermore will I cringe and wear my heart on my sleeve.

Sometimes I
don't want
to be
found.
Hiding in the skin of someone I'm not.
Goodnight, dear love, don't turn out the light;
I'm just a broken soul that Hope forgot.


This is my first post ever! Could everyone tell me what they think of my poem please? I'm completely new at this :) Thanks!

I loved it! I'm cring(Spelled wrong) To myself right now. *High voice* It's so beautiful!