Not seen.
Not heard.
Obviously not spoken to.
No waves.
No smiles.
Not even a look my way.
No existence.
No care.
Whatever its not.
Its me.
Yes I wrote it.
2007-02-07 12:23:14 · 30 answers · asked by Myesha 2 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Philosophy
it's pretty bad......sorry
2007-02-07 12:29:54 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Very good, but also sad. I hope for your sake this isn't your day to day experience. I can relate to the poem in a unrequited love context, in that I have felt this small, this insignificant when someone you like so much doesn't know or seem to care that you're alive....
I do agree in part with what one of the other people wrote... you do make your own existence, and you are responsible (in part) to what happens to you, how people think of you and how you're treated. That doesn't mean people should go out and massacre their classmates for attention... but maybe look at yourself and analyse from whom and why you feel so rejected... There will always be people who don't like you, that's just life... find people who you are compatible with, who share your interests and go from there.
Very well done with the poem, keep going... life gets better :)
2007-02-07 21:31:02 · answer #2 · answered by Nat 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Interesting, very interesting. Blunt, straight to the point and without the frilly rhyming words or rhythm construction.
Not a bad situation to be in, however. You may be being given the silent treatment. However, you may just have a quiet personality, which could be useful as social stealth. If nobody pays attention to you, then what could you get up to?
2007-02-15 02:02:26 · answer #3 · answered by Mercenary Poet 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Beautiful
2007-02-15 13:41:02 · answer #4 · answered by wei yan 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Not bad at all. If you can take pain and loneliness and turn it into beauty, that's a very good thing. Look what e.e.cummings did with the word "loneliness."
l
...one
..........l
............i-ness
The essence of individuality is loneliness. But the essence of love is bridging the emptiness between individuals, holding on to yourself and yet still reaching, touching another. Don't despair about it. Rejoice in it. It's what the adventure is about.
2007-02-07 20:39:04 · answer #5 · answered by Philo 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
The non-existance of self. What we call self is really just a conventional way of grouping mental factors (consciousness, memories, experiences, intentions/will/volition, feelings, sense contacts) and matter (only energy sub-atomic particles called quarks and leptons in continuous photonic and mesonic relations that create solids, liquids, gas, heat, energy waves).
In conclusion, what does not fit into the aforementioned categories defines your true essence...GOD
2007-02-15 12:57:21 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Just for fun try writing the opposite and for that you would need to imagine what it might be like. Cheers!
2007-02-14 13:27:46 · answer #7 · answered by canron4peace 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Yes, I like it. The first poem on Yahoo!answers that I liked. Maybe because I used to fell that way... I don't know. But I like it.
2007-02-08 12:42:52 · answer #8 · answered by Barbara V 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
It appears that you feel like no one sees you. Great poem it's to the point and short but strong.
2007-02-15 13:29:43 · answer #9 · answered by truetothegame 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Pretty neat. It could be easily changed to a Haiku format.
2007-02-07 20:36:29 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 1⤋
you feel sorry about your self. why not say
been seened
been heard
always spoken to
accepted
my soul is my light to eternity
all that is - is with me and cares
what ever is
is me
2007-02-15 12:55:38 · answer #11 · answered by J 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋