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Poem By: MattieMae89
Poetry


Every one takes words, thoughts, ideas of someone else and uses them to express themselves. Those things are not you. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Jul 5, 2008    Reads: 26    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I am a story
To escape in
Of love, torture, suspense, anger, anguish,
Soft whispered nothings
The things I don’t get at home
In real life
Or the things I get
I wish I didn’t

I am a poem
Clever rhymes
A relation to your life of some sort
How you felt
How you feel
How you wish you could feel

I am a song
Catchy
Complicated lyrics
Fast angry tune
Or slow and mournful
I echo your empty soul
And fill up the deep
Never ending
Tunnel of longing
That hides in your spirit
Only comes out at night

I am a movie
How you wished you looked
Your life should be
Like this
Drama
Love
Action
And always a moral at the
End

I am art
Something to see
Interpret
Touch
But I am not your eyes
You did not see me first
Why
Can't you be as
Creative as every one else?

I am
What you see
But not what you are
I am what you hear
But not what you feel
I am everything you want
But will
Never have


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