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I can't get through to me
I'm only hanging by the leaves
Of my fictional past ways
Watching both sides wonder off
Through the strangely angled trees
I'm such a failure
(Sometimes)

My one and only self
Is dragging me away 
From little places I used to love to be
I'm probably just a little dead these days
Swimming in the road
I wouldn't be walking on the sea
(Probably)

Possibly it's just a mirage
Like a thousand pictures; collage?
And I'm digging myself a crater
Beginning to forget where I was lost
But feelings never quit
And though they never fit
I think I'll just sit, and try to think
A broken flame and a salted wave
So the odds are against myself
To grasp a sensible sentence

Chained inside a flaw
You spilt a little on yourself
What it is really isn't at all
Just trying to helplessly claw
Through words across the jaw
My one and only self
Or a spotlight on the wall

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  • Pisces Pieces
    August 23, 2007

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    I try to think of something to say that I don't say all the time...but too bad...I got nothing ...so, it's AMAZING!

    To me this really speaks of struggling to understand yourself and your feelings, whew do I know how that feels I really loved reading this, it flows and really makes me think.

    Me and myself, are they the same ???

    You are brilliant with words.



    Hope you are well and having fun...I know you are

    ~Michele


    • Tweedle Dum
      August 24, 2007
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      yeah! Its you! thanks. i LOVE YOUR COMMENTS. I like it that you can't think of anything else, so i can just be 'amazing' all the time. Hahaha..its okay i do the same thing to you actually, i shouldn't be talking. I'M having fun. But i'm at a new school, and some days i am happy others not so much. But still having fun. hehe, i hope you are too.


  • MagicaI
    July 19, 2007

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    WOOHOO!

    WoW. ( i HOPE YOU DON'T mind sticky caps. My profile is filled with it...) SuCh aN InSpIrAtIoNaL PiEcE! iT ReMiNdS Me oF PeNiS ChAyNeY AnD MoNkEy oL' pHaCe. aNyWaY. i GOTTa tell you about Kanye West's new song! "Stronger" I love it. You should hear it too. Anyhow. That poem we deliriously indblowing. Because all the lines seemed like they came from a different story. And I was trying to find thw word..and I found it RIGHT THERE SMACK IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR poem. 'Collage'. Reminds me of Colledge. but I've never eaten a college before. What's iut taste like?

    ~Fyenul Yusirnayme

    • Tweedle Dum
      July 19, 2007
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      NOOOoo I love StIcKy cApS. LOL yES, I know it is pretty crazy, it tastes like blueberry gogurt and rooster poo if you must know. Lol, yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees i'm glad you liked it. Fyenul Yusirnayme. Thats awesome. BYYYYYYYYE!


  • Tweedle Dee
    July 11, 2007
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    monkey ball

    dude.


  • Ryno
    July 7, 2007

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    Hmm You had more on a constent form at the beginning and it even made it a little more powerful... thought the idea of "hanging from leaves" contrasted well and portrayed interesting ideas with the rest of the stanza... I think you should try writing some free writes... but you know, I still like your style. Nice job


    Ryan

    • Tweedle Dum
      July 7, 2007
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      Thanks. Yes, I was going to make the other one a free write...But I couldn't help myself. I might do that sometime. Anyhow, thankyou!
      I love your style too.


  • mandeedawn
    July 7, 2007

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    Once again very powerful love the whole poem but my fav lines are "Chained inside a flaw
    You spilt a little on yourself
    What it is really isn't at all
    Just trying to helplessly claw
    Through words across the jaw
    My one and only self
    Or a spotlight on the wall'

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