when i am broken and in pieces
i can find you here
beneath the pages and the marks
that are set down so sincere.
and i can come to battle
with the ghosts inside our past
flinging words of indignation
and knowing they won't last.
i can spit my fire at you
to see how hot the flames will burn
and find inside this petty lesson,
that i will never learn.
you meet me here right when I falter
and defeat is all too clear
to boast your trophies in my eye
and mold me to your narrow sphere.
But sometimes when I find you here
you have a kindly word to spare
and then, but what a reckoning
there is brought to bear.
For we are two parts of one thing
one lining torn apart,
and we can find repentance
in the pages of this heart.
Author notes
sailalanretxe
Written February 29th, 2004
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I really like this, its has a really pretty feel to it and I like the imagery. Well Done!
Alias xxx -
brilliant
'and i can come to battle
with the ghosts inside our past
flinging words of indignation
and knowing they won't last.'
those lines were beautifully penned, as was the whole poem. i was dumbstruck with the piece by the time i finished reading it. this is one of the best i've read so far. amazing write, fantastic job..
Jess
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"to boast your trophies in my eye"
that line is very Eliot... idunno, it struck me that way.
i like the conflict in this poem, it's not one-sided. the first two lines of the poem are an awesome intro.
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Hmmm. I'm not sure I really understand this. I do find it interesting, but I can't seem to grasp the background behind it. One minor correction: the proper spelling is "repentance." This is captivating, even if I don't get it. Good job!
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