Walking down this corridor,
Pacing through a year.
Doors and doors galore,
Hiding memories that are dear.
This institution of my sanity
Is where I'm forced to roam,
Not knowing what lies before me
In this place I call my home.
Illusions of my past
Are all I have and know,
Serving as grounded masts
That guide me to and fro.
'Emovere' reads another door,
A familiar sign by now,
Seeing them on every floor
Knowing it's something I can't allow.
My reasons are simple and plain,
It is my eternal exile,
My self-established version of Caine,
For all my sinful guile.
Author notes
For those that don't know, emovere is Latin for emotion. Well, that's about it I suppose.
A contest entry
- Alone in my mind by Summer Dawn.
450 points, ended July 6, 2007, 27 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Prewrites by February Moon.
1750 points, ended July 31, 2007, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Amaze Me by Crazy-Dan.
450 points, ended October 15, 2007, 35 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - I really wanna know ya! by whispernthedark.
795 points, ended January 17, 2008, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - GOT GOLD? Calling all single silvers..... by Paloszoo.
700 points, ended November 13, 2008, 41 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
1 - 10 of 10
-
Excellent piece. Very creative. Thanks for entering my contest. I'm honored to have you share your work here. Good luck!
-
This poem resonates with feeling. Which feeling? Depends on which memory you draw from, but everybody stands alone to choose which doors to open and which to keep closed. Nice job.
-
The rhyme is really good, I really appreciate the entry, great poem. Thank you for sharing and entering the contest. Good luck.
♥
whisper
-
This is very interesting. It feels as if you are speaking more of your pass the things that occur now, or speaking of what made you into the person you are today besides ranting about just what it is besides what made you become this person. (LOL, what a run on sentence!)
I like how you used a little Latin in there, too. I find it more creative if it is just placed in there without (') marks around it, but I see it is to show what is read on a sign/door. It can't be helped there, I suppose.
Very neat write. Good luck in the contest -
I like this alot.
It's easy to follow and I can relate.
Great write.
=)
-
i loved it very good. i like the idea of door hiding memories. i also like the rhyme thanks for entering good luck.
-
I have a question of 2 definitions
Caine and guile
OOther than not understanding those wonderful job. I could actually see myself wondering those corrodors as well, trying to understand myself getting little more than clues of whom I am.
Good job with this one, seems very introverted. -
Congrats on the silver, this is a really fablous piece. Great flow and rhyme. Thanks for entering, and good luck.
Chelsea
-
we are only given one lifetime and sometimes i fear that im waisting away my youthfull days in this place i call a home. its hard when your best/only friend leaves town with one weeks notice and never even bothers to call. its true in every line but makes me even sader.
-
beautiful and talented write. very nice rhythm.
Adding your comment:
1 - 10 of 10
