Submitted: Jun 25, 2008
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Comments: 11
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My Box
I huddle in the corner of my basement
Sifting through a box filled with emptiness that is my sorrow
Memories that used to mean something stain like oil
The light swings back and forth above me
Entangled in a timeless battle of will
Twilight and Sol
Darkness encumbers the light slipping through
This corner is riddled with cob webs
All lies that lead to questions left unanswered
This spotlight shines on me I am the star of spite
I’ll be your narrator tonight
Welcome to sorrow
Enjoy the show
Marrow brings a smile
Malicious is the intent behind my eyes
Entwined we become souls growing bolder as one
I’m a fan of sin
My world always seems to be colder
When does wind win well deserved worship
Power held within thy hand
Explodes exuberantly instilled with defiance
Power held within thy heart
Spreads corrosive acid through your veins
A mat with welcome from a box that is cut untreatably deep
How hearts welcome lonely lovers
Circulating baneful ideologies of endearment
Coursing infestations of your veins
Emotions spiral down this grate filled world
Is it wrong that now I’m vane
Water licks my face
Is this a taste of sorrow
This is a smile that is real
Glass is not a mirror
I look at myself through glass
This mirror it is a dictator of my misinterpretation
Hooked
Set free
Lines
Know me
Mistakes
Make me
My box
Many lies
My smile
My disguise
My deception
In a mirror I see
Living without love
Leaves me Lonely.
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Comments:
Wow, very good. My favorite part is, "This mirror it is a dictator of my misinterpretation
Hooked
Set free
Lines
Know me
Mistakes
Make me
My box
Many lies
My smile
My disguise
My deception
In a mirror I see
Living without love
Leaves me Lonely."
This is amazing, great job. :)
Posted: Jun 25, 2008
Anonymous
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Really good, very nice work.
Posted: Jun 25, 2008
I really like it! Your elaborate word choice made it much more interesting. Great job!! And, as Findingmyway said, my favorite part is also that last bit. I especially loved the last two lines. Brilliant!
Keep it up!
~Liz
Posted: Jun 25, 2008
hi! bleaf. mirror has shown u the reality - a lonely self. and if u don't want to see this reality, find love. i don't want to see u lonely. an extremely realistic poem.
come out of this box and enjoy life. good luck. lol. ;-)
Posted: Jun 25, 2008
Whoa! There is a lot to love about this poem, but this is my favorite line "This spotlight shines on me I am the star of spite, I’ll be your narrator tonight."
This poem feels sad and the sadness breeds a bit of anger. Sadness often does. Great job!
Posted: Jun 26, 2008
my pave part is "I’m a fan of sin
My world always seems to be colder"
this poem is so awesome yet in a way dark and erie.
Posted: Jun 26, 2008
A great poem.
aww, surely there is love in your life!
This poem is great.
Megzbo-x
Posted: Jun 28, 2008
This is great.
I really enjoyed how it kind of built from an almost nostalgic title and beginning toward an almost acidic body then fell abruptly as a kind of exhalation, like a sad sigh at the end.
Posted: Jul 2, 2008
'This mirror it is a dictator of my misinterpretation'....thts ma favorite line....enjoyed reading it!!
Posted: Jul 3, 2008
This one is indeed sad but somewhere I did find ray of positivity...and rays of sun....this poem was an outlet for all bottled up emotions and now, you are FREE...
Posted: Jul 18, 2008
Yes, pratibha said it right. You've poured out all your emotions. now you're free.
God bless you.
Posted: Jul 30, 2008
