This is my verse
Every reader’s curse
As a pair of mental scissors
Cutting through the fabric of thought
Eyes behold a written mirror
Revealing a truth never sought
This is my voice
Amplifier of my every choice
It can both divide and unite
The picture painted with spoken colors
As my words, dark or bright
Break down or raise society’s borders
This is my soul I lay bare
In this cruel world full of stares
Opening this fragile heart
To the threat of disillusion and scorn
As powers divide and discriminate
Verbal feet may well trample my soul
This is me
A miniscule instrument
In the world’s orchestra
At times I play in tune
Yet some days the audience
Can hear false notes of insecurity
This is me
Author notes
Through these glasses you can see just a few shades of my personality
A contest entry
- Rich Words and Strong Emotions by thankful4theSuNsEt.
600 points, ended December 31, 2006, 32 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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A slight ryhme scheme falter, but the wording and thought process of this piece takes care of and makes up for that small issue. I really enjoyed this as it was different than the norm and usual that we read here so often. I congratulate you on a jov well done.
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this was very profound and thought provoking. the rhyme scheme was a little bit off here and there (is that what you were going for?) but you did well placing the powerful words where needed, but not using too many of them. very well written!
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