It seems like life slowly passes
in masses behind blood stained-glasses
as endings and mendings flows ominous
like sad-seeped molasses
upkeep of dreams, maddened means
fill unquestioned TV screens
within dark homes, ladies alone
thinking like lil' barbie figurines
and the only things thinner than the "Ideal woman"
are the dreams of our youth.
So the truth
what can we do?
being the gentle simple few
running away from the fights
within lights of each pew.
The preacher tells us we are the image of God.
And I'm willing to believe in a higher power
that gave us these *show two middle fingers*
to deal with those who don't listen.
And voice voice, I say, a voice
to deal with those who can't see...
So let me ask YOU:
why do you starve yourself?
in the end, the rose will welt
leaving the stem,
a lifeline of what we used to be
Now is this your favorite bedtime story?
You've got to make it or break it
don't try to fake it, forsake it
when the dreams are awakened
what do you have then to say?
When the reaper will take it
the lives of the mentally naked
Would you stand up and shake
all the rose petals away?
I've been
loved, hated
cheated, faded
dead, jaded
time's up, I've waited
hoping, praying that there was really a right way.
Because a rose by another name
would not smell as sweet
but would be judged accordingly
at the dawn of each day...
Author notes
A little bit of everything, lol. Just passing on the good word of my mind.
Written August 12th, 2003, edited March 5th, 2009
A contest entry
- Clever Ryhmes ~ Prewrites/New Poems ~ by Melissa Burns.
300 points, ended August 6, 2008, 17 entries
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"like sad-seeped molasses"
Beautiful phrase!
"Would you stand up and shake
all the rose petals away?"
This made me feel depply wistful.
"A rose by another name"
I liked this!
Quite an intense write! Best wishes!
Anansey
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Hmmm this is an interesting poem for certain, thanks for the contest entry and best of luck to you!!!!!!!!
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Awsome poem, expecially the ending. So I take it someone you deeply care about is portrayed into this poem. Great job. You've earned a spot in my favorites.. Your poems abing such joy.... Well, most of them atleast. Awsome Job!
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sorry about that last comment john.!! YIKES.. accidently pushed button. I really liked this poem. One of my favorites ever! You're great! Keep on writing! Love yah lots!
Andrea -
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*softly smiles* i love your work ... my mind is hungery for words liek yours once i start reading i can't stop .. its pretty much an addiction to art
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that was simply...amazing.. you pointed out so much that was so deep and true, and you are an amazingly wonderful poet. You express yourself cleary, but enlightendly as well..
we strive with superficial woes
but could we fly for the new hopes?
For when the sun shines imperfection abroad
Would eye shun or welcome?
^ i love those lines so much... They express how fake everyone is anymore, and how fake we're all TRYING to be...
GOd this is so wonderful.. Wonderful-terrific-GREAT job
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"fill unquestioned tv screens" - chillingly truthful
And your closing lines are really clever, such a play on the classic line "A rose by any other..." -
Wow, man! This is so deep and real. This hits the core. Totally raising the roof right now. You are such a cool person. I know I don't know you but from your pages, your soul speaks to me. This is beautiful. Keep speaking the truth dude, and the ideal will fall far beneath your wisdom. Your truth will stand tall.
Much respect and much love,
KTG
P.s.
Will you read some of my old poems and tell me what you think,
Please read, "Time trap" "Trapped" and, "Blind with sight"
Edited on Aug 21, 8:22 p.m. because ''. -
Maaaaan....that was TOO TIGHT. This is now one of my favorites ever. Thanks for letting me use that piece for my band, too. Dude...sometimes I think you can rhyme better than me (which you probably can). Haha! Keep it real, John. Look forward to Longview!!!! WHOO WHOO!
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We do live in an idealistic society, but mostly the wrong kinds of ideas...violence, war, greed, racism. I could name more but that would take me all day and by the end I'd probably be fuming lol. But then again we go through all these things in the tide we call life...back and forth, crashing from place to place. You know how that can get. It is only good words you spew, and I am always glad to read them.
Many blessings,
Raven Aurora
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