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Wallflower, Dandelion Cosmopolitan a Weed...
Sophistication of none...A young girl cries, then sobs...Teenage pains of selfish views writes another page in a locked diary...Lost keys of open dreams...Lost keys of conversations laced with broken promises...Lost keys to the meaning of life...A secret clique...A party I was never invited to...A party never welcomed to...A party dress of cost less are the back bus riders...Pass of poor, backdoor entrance of no exits. Echelon of a elite stepping ladder...Lightly a tip toe dance towards wanted dreams of chance...Dreams of love & romance...A lifetime unraveling towards nothingness...Wandering, tripping, trending on the reality rip-tides of drowning waves...Dreamscape of another kind of hell...Where the sick thrive & the demented cave in. Coterie, Trace the lines that map the pane of shattered glass. Bricks of fear, the marker of walls...My hearthstone...My tombstone...My death of coming...My Time has marked all the stones that have been thrown...Just as wounds of wrong imposes on...As my whole self just wants safe structure. Pelts of rain, daggers of slashing hail are the bullets of leaving breath. Vanity mirror...Reflection of a OLD WOMAN !!! Trying to let the silence of night seep into my noisey thoughts...I can hear the last fading footsteps of departure...Energy of soul leaves it's away shell. For another soul lessons have graded a learned "A"...Light of soul...Departed flight like a flash in the night...A shooting star...A future afar, waking from a dream.
Published 16th Jan 2024
Author's Note
The thoughts of always to begin again...Is the essence of hope !!!
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21st Jan 2024 11:55am
23rd Jan 2024 10:45pm
Nice dualities in principle and metaphor, as well as analogy. The way they build in transition tells a life story. Seems as though this is self-reflective. I feel like you poured a lot of feeling and effort into this. Kind of lachrymose and melancholic, considering it's first-person. Writing is a good form of therapy, and sometimes, just getting some of the weight of the heart out on pen and pad can work wonders. Hopefully, you can begin to heal from some of the scars you've alluded to here. Anyway, very creative, very poetic. Like I said, you tie everything together, seemingly freeform, quite well, through the stages of life shown here. Thanks for sharing - I enjoyed reading.
28th Mar 2024 7:45pm
This poem is a poignant exploration of isolation, longing, and the struggle for self-acceptance amidst societal pressures and personal turmoil. The imagery of being a "wallflower" and a "dandelion cosmopolitan" conveys a sense of feeling overlooked or undervalued, while phrases like "lost keys of open dreams" and "dreamscape of another kind of hell" evoke a profound sense of disconnection and disillusionment.
The poet vividly captures the emotional landscape of adolescence, with its raw intensity and internal conflicts. The juxtaposition of "dreams of love & romance" with the harsh realities of life adds depth to the narrative, highlighting the discrepancy between youthful idealism and the harshness of existence.
The use of metaphors such as "bricks of fear" and "pelts of rain" further enriches the imagery, painting a vivid picture of the inner struggles faced by the speaker. The repetition of "my" in phrases like "My hearthstone...My tombstone" emphasizes the personal nature of these struggles, as the speaker grapples with their own mortality and existential angst.
Overall, this poem offers a poignant reflection on the human condition, exploring themes of loneliness, self-doubt, and the quest for meaning in a world that often feels indifferent or hostile. It invites readers to contemplate their own experiences of alienation and resilience, resonating with anyone who has ever felt like an outsider searching for their place in the world.
The poet vividly captures the emotional landscape of adolescence, with its raw intensity and internal conflicts. The juxtaposition of "dreams of love & romance" with the harsh realities of life adds depth to the narrative, highlighting the discrepancy between youthful idealism and the harshness of existence.
The use of metaphors such as "bricks of fear" and "pelts of rain" further enriches the imagery, painting a vivid picture of the inner struggles faced by the speaker. The repetition of "my" in phrases like "My hearthstone...My tombstone" emphasizes the personal nature of these struggles, as the speaker grapples with their own mortality and existential angst.
Overall, this poem offers a poignant reflection on the human condition, exploring themes of loneliness, self-doubt, and the quest for meaning in a world that often feels indifferent or hostile. It invites readers to contemplate their own experiences of alienation and resilience, resonating with anyone who has ever felt like an outsider searching for their place in the world.
29th Mar 2024 8:49am
