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Laminated Heart

Hyperactive heartbeats,
Are muffled in plastic coatings.
There is a long for it to be heard,
But the surface is so cold and jaded.
Nothing can break this plastic shield.

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It's supposed to be a metaphor in which no emotion is strong enough to even break flimsy plastic.

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  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    November 18, 2008

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    Hood Wink!

    What a powerful metaphoric poem that just reaches beyond borders

    Excellent poem!

    Stay safe
    ~Manda


  • AutumnGypsy gold member
    November 15, 2008

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    Hoodwink

    This is a wonderfully metaphoric piece, even without your explanation it was wonderful. Best to you fine poet


  • Lady Altheia
    November 14, 2008

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    Hoodwinked

    I know this all too well. I used to build walls around my heart because no one cared. People just hurt my feelings all the time. Then I realized, why am I even listenng to those people?


  • storiesuntold gold member
    November 12, 2008

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    Interesting write here

    I know when I was young and the music I loved were of heartbreak and sadness and my favorite singers I would feel thei pain to the point it would bring tears . My mom saw this and she made me quit listening to them for she replied you will find times in life of your own that will cause tears no use starting them before their time .And you know she was right years later it seemed I was living that song I so loved yet truly being there was so depressing and I thought back of the tears I cried for her you see in the song I truly only picked up on her sorrows yet the song also had in it how she got to that point .When I listened to that song once again I thought nothing happens all of a sudden we walk through the door and it is our choice to walk right back out if the place doesnt bring us joy and as you get older you will learn this to be true


  • Swintha
    October 6, 2008

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    Ooo I like the title, good work ashlie, it made me want to read it. This was a short yet sweet poem! just brilliant. I liked the first line "hyperactive heartbeats" and "there is a long for it to be heard". I think some people cant even break plastic with their emotions. well done ashy!!!
    -Swintha


  • going nowhere
    October 6, 2008
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    good take on the prompt. i enjoyed reading this. thank you

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