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Blind-Sided


I have not felt nor been alive for ages.

It is true that time has a way of making its past
re-create itself a new beginning with a future.

Expired days start to become only a thought,
no longer reminders of successful failures.

Some lived days were not really giving,
especially when I needed them

to be my crutch to lean upon.

Their very re-action to my daily wants,
forced open my eyes to accept

that all is not as it seems.

I travel through the vastness of my mind like a nomad, 

seeking out only my own company, like a hermit would.

I am looking at life from all angles,

yet I am blind-sided by its' truth.


I am this alone lifeless person within,

purely by my own judgement made upon "Life".

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  • abu nuwas
    November 30
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    Kathy

    I see. If it is not your cup of tea, then of course, leave well alone. I would say, though, that you should not worry too much about standards. We all of us write differently, and better or worse is only partially appropriate-- like comparing bananas with swimming. Some kind soul suggested to me that I should try to write like writers I admire the most. I realised then that if I used that as a test -- I should always fail, since I shall never be Homer or Shakespeare, or like the poignant War Poets. So if I followed that advice, I should never write anything. I know that the things I post are short of what I want, I know that i should edit more;but sometimes, I just do not seem to have the will to do it, especially with the poems I was writing recently about war and poppies, and all that: I don't know why that is.

    It is plain that a lot of people do use this as therapy, or to write out their feelings, or crystallise them. I have found, for my part, that I am unable to write about certain personal things at all, except to find some sort of positive side, and write about that instead.

    I wish you all he best, Epic, or no Epic!

    Edward

  • abu nuwas
    November 30
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    I shuddered a bit...

    .....Cscar Wilde said that the differeence between being lonely, and being alone, was that if you were lonely, you deprived yourself of 'of your own good company'. I wasn't completely sure which side of the line this sad poem fell, but v sad-sounding.


    Cheer yourself up by entering my contest for an Epic!!!

    • Seaquince
      November 30
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      thanks for your comment.... yes it can read v.sad, but too it is looking at self from the outside in... trying to make sense of my partnership with life...
      the epic poetry contest of .... read one entry... i am a very basic writer, write more for my self, as therapy.... see my thoughts become viable, unhidden, in the face truth as i see it from my mountain....
      i dont think i am good enough for your invite.... as i am no sure if i would meet ur standard...
      i will think on it... but thanks for the thought and invite....\kathy


  • arafura gold member
    September 20
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    "I am looking at life from all angles,
    yet I am blind-sided by its' truth."


    Those two lines really resonated for me! Great work.


  • MusicBoxMetaphor
    September 20

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    good start

    I feel like more could have been done with this. I yearned for a description of when this thought came to mind, where and how. As well as what circumstances made it happen. Look for ways to add detailed moments to this and I believe it will make this feeling and the witty ideas you've created even more heartbreaking.


  • Gods child40 silver member
    September 19

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    I think we all are blind-sided in someway or another. I loved it!
    I travel through the vastness of my mind like a nomad,

    seeking out only my own company like a hermit would.

    I am looking at life from all angles,

    yet I am blind-sided by its' truth.


    I am this alone lifeless person within,

    purely by my own judgement upon "Life


  • randywaldroupe
    September 19

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    omg

    i couldn't say this better. i love this poem. i spend alot of time alone and it feels just like this poem reams. thanks for sharing...

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