Obscure
I am the zero,
Hiding behind a plastic camera lens,
Attempting to trap moments in a silver box full of hallow,
Bodies,
No reflection,
Spilling motion through their hands,
Through their liquid feet,
I result to an echo,
Among the many shouts and solid figures
I am unnecessary,
Running for the super glue as you crumble into pieces,
Failing from frustration,
A recollection of forgetting,
Noises,
Random lighting,
Cracking windows,
Nothing more than irritation,
Impatient,
I am impossibility,
The ideas decaying without a question to its purpose,
Only to its words,
A small detail unnoticed,
Unless dripped in long string like motions
I am not evident. it's all over the place You got me to stay with it half way thorough.
Its good , I wish I was patient enough.
the way you devalue yourself is awesome, and how you compare it to taking pictures and catching moments is GREAT!!! Hmm....quite an introspect on human nature. Well written! It's very well written poem I find your poem interesting, but a little too graphic and depressing
Keep trying and you will write a better one. you do have talent to write though. My suggestion to you is to write about something positive instead of negative. I give you a B- Plus grade Sad but expressive. I'd start writing about flowers, who can be sad while photographing them? i like it,
how long did it take.
was it spontaneous,
or did you take a break?
did you put in much thought
to what the irrattation bought,
or did you just think
you didnt care if it stank.
did you just write cause you were mad.
but then looked back at the end and realized instead
you were actually glad.
you took the time.
to write such a ryme.
im impressed.
try not to be so stressed ,
you can write......
some can fight,
and my dog might bite.
sincerly
to much cerveza Wow, I'm speechless. |
