(Me) She cuts all his fingers off...one by one..and nails them to his holy cross...
“I told you not to touch” she whispers...
I hear the...distant sting of...bombs disguised as...words
I hear the salt...pouring into the wound
and
I can hear the child...screaming in the womb
but all I can see is...that damn burning tree
it never...gets...weak...never crumbles beneath the heat
breaking free they...take over me...
and from inside...they...find a portal..into the world...
one known as art
through paint comes stories of...memories...of...dire...pleads...insanity...
through the pencil comes...scratches on paper..so thin
like the skin the demons are trying to break through
but they cant move until you....bleed...them...through
I choose to look deeper...to take everything I've been given and dissect it a million times to find the truth...through the candy coated lies
I disturb the beast within that tells me to give up...give in...
I scream...never...NEVER
I will...find....myself...
within the lies I've been fed...so full I'm buried inside
Not a single light shines through to guide my way
I struggle...and sigh....and watch myself die
I will expose them...the secret demons of my past...I will devour them by screaming their names
and they shall plague me no more
Disable their identity.
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(Sara) I slipped and fell.......face against earth..........
and she kissed me
and I rose...from the soil....like one of her beloved children
only to be embraced by that same tree
that was burning so..beautifully
and from her mouth and off of her tongue came words.......words I never dreamed could be resurrected
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(Me)A language as old as stone...a voice like sirens...
beautiful and vicious
attacking and reassuring....a split personality...
a...double meaning...
a...hidden tone...
so close to discovery....let it go...let it go...
forget why you came...listen to my song
shhhhh
Silence....is....the....answer
I floated through this..."life"...alone...not touched by anyone and certainly not helped along...I...hover...
stuck in this...whirlwind of thought
I'm afraid of....out there...but what’s inside...me...is...brutally worse...and so I...I cry...because there’s nowhere else to turn
the left is blocked with...sadness...the right is anger...above me is pain and below is the SHAME
and that is my soul...from all sides
...a tour of my insides
and I ... die...everyday...I live...
2006-09-06 03:20:35 · 8 answers · asked by Ophelia 2 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Other - Arts & Humanities
it is the most boring poem I have ever read.
2006-09-06 03:24:16 · answer #1 · answered by jfahd 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
The poem is great, and I have seen what you have seen... I tried to find all the answers... I studied religion, witchcraft, satanism, I could put a million bullet holes in the bible... until I walked into Christ... The silence your mind seeks, the answers you cannot see, are all outside you... You cansearch forever but you will never find them within and your mind cannot comprehend what I speak. Yet I speak true and if you see what I see, you will know where to go...
I have a blog, its about a week old... find it... its called Yaweh...
May God Bless you and give you the peace, and understanding that you have the potential to grasp...
I was once like you...
Heidi
2006-09-06 10:30:09 · answer #2 · answered by ? 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Some of the lines were very very long, I think that it could be improved by a 2nd draft. Just remember, it doesn't matter what random strangers think as much as it matters that you are being creative and finding enjoyment in words.
2006-09-06 10:29:08 · answer #3 · answered by Behhar B 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I think this piece has some interesting wordings and thoughts in it but too many trite ideas and phrases derived from elsewhere, and, despite having a general theme of self pity, it lacks a basic coherence.
2006-09-06 21:16:59 · answer #4 · answered by haroldpohl2000 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
sorry u lost me after 3 lines.do try again
2006-09-06 10:27:16 · answer #5 · answered by knu 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
It bothered me....alot. Very disturbing.
2006-09-06 10:32:54 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
i loved it at first but then it just got too long. theres too much going on.....this could be a few GREAT poems! :)
2006-09-06 10:28:13 · answer #7 · answered by tulips♥77 5 · 1⤊ 0⤋
it sucks and what is it about
2006-09-06 10:25:39 · answer #8 · answered by The Champ 1 · 0⤊ 1⤋