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HiddenUntoldMystery

PostPosted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:05 am


14. Smile

I am here, with Them
The last week is over
My time is done
I am finally what some would call
“Free”

I walk in
She turns the lights on
Illuminating the room
What used to be dark
Is now so bright it hurts

I see
Perfection;
Ugliness
I see
Them

They stare
As I take it all in
This new place
This new “life”
I don’t care

I am going to turn
To run
Then
I see
Her

She was
In my class
I remember
But why
Her?

Why here?
Why now?
She always
Hated
Me

We clashed from the start
Why does she have to be here?
The monsters whisper in my ear
“We sent her
We sent her”

“No!”
I scream to them
“No!”
I scream to Them
“I won’t!”

I turn
I run
Straight through the door
I cannot be here
Where the monsters can reach

As soon as I am gone, I smile
The monsters
Do not exist out here
Only in that ugly house
Only in my head
PostPosted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:06 am


15. Silence

I reach someplace
I don’t know where
I sit
They aren’t here
They aren’t here

I close my eyes
On this bright street
I close my ears
To this noisy street
I do not feel

I think
Inside my own head
But
The monsters
Are not there

There is no one
Inside
There is no one
There
I cry

I open my eyes
I open my ears
But there is no one
Not here
To tell me where to go

The silence
Is here
The silence
Is deafening
I cry

HiddenUntoldMystery


HiddenUntoldMystery

PostPosted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:07 am


16. Questioning

As I sit
On my own
The monsters, the voices
Gone
They
Are gone, too

I think
And I listen
To my thoughts
Which I have not heard
In so long
They tell me things

I hear them
My thoughts
As they tell me
What I have missed
My birthday
Was last week

My thoughts
My feelings
Of what happened
I am scared
Of Them
I am scared

I start to
Question
Why do I listen
To the monsters?
Why do I listen
To Them?

I am
Sixteen
Why
Do others
Make my decisions
For me?

Why do others
Decide what I like
What I eat
What I wear
What I need
Why I care

I am
Sick of this
I am
Done with this
No more monsters
No more Them
PostPosted: Tue May 26, 2009 1:25 pm


I admit I didn't read all of these (yet), but from reading the first few and skimming the rest I have a few comments:

I like the idea, and your first few poems really captured your theme quite well.

However, I would suggest trying some different poetry forms, and maybe even some prose...I think part of the point of the 100 themes is about experimenting with different writing styles. All of these poems are very predicable, very similar. I feel like varying your forms will not only help you as a writer (practice! yay! lol), but could also add to your theme...change is, I'm guessing, going to be a bit of an underlying theme throughout this...changing poetry styles could help make that more concrete.

Spastic waffles
Captain

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