Poetry
Okay- heres an attempt at poetry. Whenever I read other people's poetry I always think it sucks.. so it makes me very nervous to write poetry. This may be why I absolutely never do it. However, today, I was feeling somewhat frisky in class and decided to try my hand at it... let me know what you think.
A hardened heart that won’t give in
With a Selfish streak and No reason to bend
An Arrogance so soft and sweet,
No room for you to be my defeat.
Then a sweeping look- an elitist grin-
A flash of hope… the end begins.
My response is so deep, buried in pride
A symbol of fear, a heart that’s denied.
Its Such a shame, to fall this way,
If I must go down, then why be cliché?
Away with tradition, I’m done with the chains
I’ll give you life- relieve and cause pain.
A torn shirt with nails, buried deep in your back
I’m your passion, your prayer, your hope, intact.
The walls have come down, I’m yours to be claimed..
Truthfully, lovingly- Bodies inflamed.
A hardened heart that won’t give in
With a Selfish streak and No reason to bend
An Arrogance so soft and sweet,
No room for you to be my defeat.
Then a sweeping look- an elitist grin-
A flash of hope… the end begins.
My response is so deep, buried in pride
A symbol of fear, a heart that’s denied.
Its Such a shame, to fall this way,
If I must go down, then why be cliché?
Away with tradition, I’m done with the chains
I’ll give you life- relieve and cause pain.
A torn shirt with nails, buried deep in your back
I’m your passion, your prayer, your hope, intact.
The walls have come down, I’m yours to be claimed..
Truthfully, lovingly- Bodies inflamed.

2 Comments:
At 7:21 AM, December 04, 2007,
Droob said…
You have to be kidding, HA!
This means lyrical war.
At 12:34 PM, January 22, 2008,
Anonymous said…
Damn chick, you got skills. ha Thats a good poem DMac... Keep up the good work.
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