A poem is but a piece of your soul
I do not cry.
I do not whine.
I do not fight with my mind.
I do not scream.
Nor do I shout.
I have a different way of letting my emotions out.
I write.
I write poems.
poems that take turns.
Turns so dark people will forget from where they start.
I do not cry.
But when I write I sob.
I do not whine
But when I write I dream.
I dream of a world that could have
been.
When I write, I fight, I fight with the thought that should be expressed.
I do not scream, I speak. I speak my poems, proud and strong, I do not scream my poems because that would be wrong.
I write a poem like it's my child.
I nurture my poems the way I wish I was nurtured.
I feed my poems not food, but emotions.
Emotions, so strong I would crumble with no outlet.
A poem is but a piece of your soul.
I have many pieces, some I share with the world and some I hide.
My poems are my work. They tell a story, some so sad they would make you cry, some so happy they sound like a lie.
My poems are my story they tell the past but my poems do not define me because the further is all that lasts
About this poem
I write poems often when I’m in pain over overwhelmed with emotion. I overload my poems with my own emotions. I can’t count how many times I’ve finished a poem and realized it was covered in tears. This is one of those poems
Written on April 05, 2005
Submitted by natew.05348 on December 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABxcdd xxxx Ax Bcxx x x xx xx xx a x |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,070 |
Words | 260 |
Stanzas | 11 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 4, 2, 4, 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 1, 1 |
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