August 1, 2010

This ain't no poetry

A poem should be like a mirror
Each image in it showing love
And every path shown's without fear
with stairs that could take us above
Where feelings grow so free and wild
with scents of flowers, sweet and mild

Or it should all be melancholic
Where hurt and fear or doubt and rage
Would throw the words onto the page
To end a love empty and tragic

And in it you could see yourself
Just like those dreams of yours would guide
You in your youth to leave behind
And ride the path of life itself

Even back then you knew it can't
Be that easy life's rules to bend
You knew that all of this will hurt
A war in water, air and dirt
Will claim the a small part of your soul
For you to slowly reach your goal

But still, for you there was still hope
that in the dark you'll find a rope
To pull yourself into the light
So you could go on with your fight

You didn't know that later on
Your own reflection will be gone
The mirror closing you inside
So emptiness shall rule with pride
Over your soul but it won't allow
The pain to make your heart cry now

Then, what I wrote here isn't poetry
The words make sense but the heart's still empty
And if these words you understand
You are to choose how all will end
Stone cold so you won't feel the blame
Or let your heart be covered by love's flame

Look deep into your soul and try to, if you can,
Find meaning in these words, throw all the hurt and pain
So you will learn what makes us so eager to give in
To love with all our heart, even if hell we've seen

But nothing is forever, nothing human at least
Therefore the ones that think that love will never die
Will drown in pain and guilt and fade into the mist
Where there is no more fear, no love, no asking "why?"

Maybe there is still hope, somewhere along this road
That promises you love, but cuts with cupid's sword...

*A view over life, over love and hurt....a poem we can all relate to... never the less a work of art... Carmen's poem, "Ce-am scris aici nu-i poezie"
This poem is actually the last one I've published, but I set the date back with one week in order
to have My story in lyrics as the last one .


carmen said...

Nu credeam că este o nepoezie care să placă, ci numai un strop de amărăciune revărsat din greşeală. O traducere adevărată, mai luminoasă decât gândul meu, m-a umplut iar de admiraţie în faţa talentului şi a minţii pătrunzătoare a Autorului.
Mulţumesc mult!

Anonymous said...


Eminor publishing is interested in emerging European writers who write in English. I'm the chief editor and have just read your poems. Feel free to visit us on Keep the good job done!

George Lyth

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