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I'm out of Ideas

For so long in the dark, I’m now blind by the light of your nature.
I’ve seen a light, while in the grotto of my life.

I’m the ugly duckling among the prettiest of all.
Attractive enough to catch your attention,
If only to splash my feelings all over the road.

I had an Idea while trying to reconcile with trauma,
Even when it’s all I know, I want more.
I had an Idea and I called it Love.
While waiting for life out of my grotto, I try stopping my self from looking,
When by the darkness of my world you danced around the Idea of Love,
You blinded me with the sunshine of your ignorance.

I’m the ugly duckling among the prettiest of all.
Hurting enough to attracted the knowledge of your denial,
If only to splash my feelings all over the road.

I had an Idea, while trying to reconcile with Love,
Even when is little what I know, I want no more.
I had an Idea and I called it escape.
I’ve learned the concept, but not yet mastered a plan.
I now dance around this notion, because,
You blinded me with the sunshine of your ignorance.

I’m the ugly duckling among the prettiest of all.
Denying my self gives me not knowledge.
If only to splash my feelings all over the road.

I’m out of Ideas; I just want it all gone.

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This writing is inspired by option #5 Searching For A Remedy,

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  • Jeremy0826 gold member
    May 31

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    You did a great job with writing this one.
    I really enjoyed reading it and can relate
    to it. Thanks a lot for your entry here
    and all the best to you in this contest!




    Jeremy0826

  • tawk gold member
    May 19

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    Welcome to the family as Karen said I can so relate to your poem I have always felt like the Ugly Duckling even though many have told me different I think the way I feel about myself stems from so many years of abuse. I am sorry that you too feel this way, it really hurts deep and I think we are our worst enemy at times I know I am too me. Thanks for sharing this very emotional and painful write. I know so many can relate as I have to it. Good luck in the contest Theresa

  • welcome to our group!

    We are very happy that you joined us.

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  • This is a really touching poem, and I am very moved. I love how you used "The Ugly Duckling" theme as a metaphor. Many of us can so relate to this.

    You reflect much wisdom; because in a way - you were lucky to see the other world, that some feel left out of and long for. The blessing is, that you visited that world, and saw it for what it is; an illusion of false values and superficial flight that fades in time.

    I loved your use of repetition in this poem. It was perfectly placed. Lovely imagery. Well done.

    You need to be a member of our group for people with disabilities to remain in the contest, however. I am sorry, and you are more than welcome to join. You don't need to have a disability to join, just a desire to understand and support others who do, or you may know some one with a disability. Here is the link;

    http://allpoetry.com/group/show/People%20with%20Disabilities

    Oh, and you need to put which option you used in your author's notes. Thanks. Karen - Co-owner of group.