by Gregg Rowe
Sorrow galvanizes my soul,
destroys my inner beauty
yet I clench it
in my fist tightly
to fill a vacant hole
forbid the remunerative gladness
from entering
Sorrow burns me
as it outlines the escaped beauty
of a black and blue temple,
causes tousled locks
to fill holes,
prevents redemption
from entering
Sorrow is the broken light
shining in my hazel irises,
darts icicles,
cuts hatred
shatters glass particles
that people walk upon
to prevent care
from entering
Sorrow is the swaying branch
hand reaching
out to me;
an oracle
prevents love
from entering
Sorrow is the culmination
of happy times
forgotten, superseded
by horrors imposed
upon a youthful body,
not matured of understanding
Sorrow is I sitting alone,
dream of love,
fly with a believe
of a magical empowerment;
the wind slaps me
into reality,
suppresses making me whole
Sorrow is my fecundity of life
day is night and night is day,
memories of my desires
jagged like shattered glass
cuts into my veins of life
demands redemption
Sorrow is my sadness
Author notes
I have been battling depression since I was a child so sorrow is the metaphor of my depression.
Written January 11th, 2002
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A contest entry
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This is a great write. I really could feel the emotion all the way through this and you did a great job with the imagery. Thanks so much for entering and good luck!
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Great write
Great write. I like it. I see critiques wasn't a problem with you on this write. Best of luck in the contest and thanks for waiting. Again great write. I loved the flow of it.
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I Love this peice. very descriptive I know many people who battle with deppression. Love the poem thanks for entering. Good luck
God bless
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you are doing a wonderful job at battling it.you have come so far in life and brought happiness to so many.you have helped me a lot too.
ttul
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If I could make a suggestion: change the color of the font on this page. It's so hard to read against this backgroud. The poem is good though. Very descriptive! Now I have to go read something from the hope section to cheer myself up.
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has been slapped in the face this is shockingly descriptive... i absolutely am in love its very good! and i hope u r ok! thanks for entering my contest and good luck! ~Celia!~
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Ouch, this is painful to read because of the heart wrenching total-sadness that comes along with reading it. It was written much too well about such an awful predicament for a person's life to be stuck in. I just want to run away and cry! But then again it's still very beautifully written and wonderfully expressed that I can't abandon you like that. I think it was the third stanza that hit me the strongest when it said:
"cuts hatred
shatters glass particles
that people walk upon"
...ooooo that's so dark and shiver-provoking that I hate the fact that any people anywhere have to know what the feels like because of how much pain and strife they must've gone through. I love the poem, but wish you'd never HAD to have written it in the first place(I'm such a sap). If I could make it all better you know I would!!! Hang in there dude.
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I received a comment from one person on another poem: Clearing Cumulous Clouds who hated the language in it because it was too hard for him to pick up a dictionary to find out what the words meant, therefore hated the poem (what an insult to a writer). I have no idea where the words come from in my poems, I go in a trance and the voice comes out as you can see in the diveristy of my writings. So I guess in short, thank you for this comment, it ballances next to the other one but is more powerful.
Incredible. You know.... your making me look terrible lol. Thats not a very hard task but still!!!! I've got to add you to my favorites. your so incredibly talented.
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Incredible. You know.... your making me look terrible lol. Thats not a very hard task but still!!!! I've got to add you to my favorites. your so incredibly talented.
This sounds so much like something coming from my mouth. Did you crawl inside my brain? There is space for rent you know... ;D
I adore this stanza!!!! :
"Sorrow is the broken light
shining in my hazel irises,
darts icicles,
cuts hatred
shatters glass particles
that people walk upon
to prevent care
from entering"
The metaphors.... the images... this is so profound.
And if I need touch technicalities... I love the vocabulary you've used. I'm always afraid when I use more eloquent speech that someone will think I'm pretentious or something but i love to write it and I love to read it even more. -
Well said here Gregg. I usually call my depression Tainted Love. Anyway to the poem. You described the emotions in this beautifully. Almost in a sense hauntingly. The picture of the eye really suite the meaning behind this.
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