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Poem - not a good one, but i guess i didnt want it to be


neva_black_n_white

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So much of you is tainted

No reflection of the truth

The interpretations are gold

But its all there to loose

 

I watched you in ore

What were you to do?

You just looked at me

Then around the room

 

You take a razor

To slice fine lines into the art

I didn't see the meaning

But it WAS from the heart

 

I stood back and stared

Took a look at the work

The art still strived

As though its not hurt

 

With those eyes

You held me a gaze

With the expression

I saw it wasn't a phase

 

Where was the metaphor?

What did you want me to see?

How much were you hurting?

Do the cuts run deep?

 

People seem to think

Its all about whats there

The surface

The tension

The evidence a' flare

 

With you it's the opposite

You want it to run deep

Its not about the visuals

Its about the release

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Are you kidding? that's a GREAT poem. But yeah, I never post my good ones online either. I'm saving them for... something. But I really liked how you got specific, not just aiming generally at mankind as I thought you were going to do as I started to read your poem.

 

You see, that's what we like to read- things more real, even if just to capture a moment. Whatever it is you wanted to capture, trust me- I felt it.

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