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They look at me and turn their heads disgraced at the words I write

  1. keiz profile image60
    keizposted 7 years ago

    HERES A POEM FOR YOU GUYS

    So at night, when the world is sleeping she lays awake
    Thinking of this reality game in which she plays fake
    So people began to feed this game while laughing on the side
    She has to pick before these two worlds of hers collide
    So she camouflages with each person she’s with
    Being who you want is a reality but that’s just a myth
    Because the person she wants to be is not her at all
    In this big world of mystery she walks away-small
    So the people began to laugh and their laughs echo the soul
    And yet she falls in deeper, farther, and deeper into the hole
    And yet, We Watch! We watch that girl lose her being
    And in our minds- no thought of her freeing
    So we watch! And we point! And we watch some more!
    And her soul’s virginity becomes a selfish whore!
    And she then she judges those around like she has no flaws
    But we stay hush because we must respect the game’s laws
    So she talks and thinks she is a piece of this world
    But yet she’s just a lost little girl
    And her soul begins to pack because it can’t take it anymore
    And it walks out without even thinking of closing the door
    Yet, she walks around soulless and empty and we feed her pity
    We lipstick her with laughs and eye shadow her evilness –oh how pretty!
    Then the men of the game let her think she has them all
    And these exact men, oh yes, they will be her downfall!
    So she huffs and she puffs and she plays her next move
    This poor little girl thinks she has something to prove
    So people give her things and she soaks them up well
    Her destination of this game- not knowing- is the abyss of hell
    She plays and she thinks her moves will make her an acclaimed girl
    But this damn game is about to take her for a twirl
    So she ponders her next moves but she cannot
    Simply because the opponents have her caught
    And the world laughs and laughs and so does her soul
    Because now she lies inside that self-dug hole

    1. pooja0908 profile image63
      pooja0908posted 7 years ago in reply to this

      really nice one

    2. tantrum profile image61
      tantrumposted 7 years ago in reply to this

      Hey !! that was good !!! big_smile

  2. goldenpath profile image80
    goldenpathposted 7 years ago

    This should really be in a hub format.  It's an interesting poem, indeed, so I'll give it a bump and invite people to ponder over it and respond to you. smile

  3. Faybe Bay profile image82
    Faybe Bayposted 7 years ago

    I would transfer it to a hub. You are an excellent writer. I fanned you already. But I had stuff I had to do today and have not gotten to finish reading your hubs.

    I guess you've been around a while, but didn't get noticed, like me, until you came into the forums. I hope you will give us a chance to get to know you better.

  4. AEvans profile image71
    AEvansposted 7 years ago

    Put it in a hub , its a wonderful piece and thank you for allowing us to notice you. smile

    1. Faybe Bay profile image82
      Faybe Bayposted 7 years ago in reply to this

      I have e-mailed her, it is such a fine piece. I had fanned her already before I read it. I think she only has two fans. Hopefully that will change, now you're here and have seen her.

      1. AEvans profile image71
        AEvansposted 7 years ago in reply to this

        She is a wonderful poet and you being her fan is also wonderful never short sale yourself, you are great to Faybe. smile

        1. Faybe Bay profile image82
          Faybe Bayposted 7 years ago in reply to this

          I wish all my hubs could just be about how much I love each and every one of you, being there, helping me along. I write what I have to write, as I am sure you do too. But if I could have my druthers, there would be one about you, and one about Pinkylee... the list goes on. You are all my "place" my corner of the world. HubPages, it's just a name for where I found my home.

          I am hoping I can catch people before they leave, having never had the chance to know you all as I do.

          1. AEvans profile image71
            AEvansposted 7 years ago in reply to this

            Many of us stay because we love hubpages and it doesn't matter what happens we just stay. I believe you will be here for a long time to, I enjoy you writing and so do others. You are a shining star to on hubpages and don't ever forget that. smile

  5. keiz profile image60
    keizposted 7 years ago

    Thank you guys so much! Sorry I'm just now responding my laptop crashed so I have to do everything via cellular but yes I have been a member of this page but I left cause I couldn't catch on to it really lol but I'm back the poems that I've been posting are poems I've wrote at the ages of 18 and 19 ; I've just been so tied with school I'm 21 next month and I have changed my writing style ! I will post the new writing style by tomorrow ; thank you agin I really appreciate your comments !

  6. blondepoet profile image78
    blondepoetposted 7 years ago

    Wow I really like it.

  7. AEvans profile image71
    AEvansposted 7 years ago

    I certainly enjoyed it! Put it in a hub.smile

  8. blondepoet profile image78
    blondepoetposted 7 years ago

    We want more!!!!!

    1. AEvans profile image71
      AEvansposted 7 years ago in reply to this

      We certainly do!!! She is vry goood!!! smile

  9. keiz profile image60
    keizposted 7 years ago

    lol thank you everyone , thanks to your comment I have put this in a hub and also added more !

  10. AEvans profile image71
    AEvansposted 7 years ago

    Well good we are going to come and look! smile

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    Iðunnposted 7 years ago

    This is quite fascinating.  What a brave and open insight into your beliefs and inner tapes about yourself.  One can hope it's also about trying to leave those tapes behind and find a less critical self.  Best wishes to you.

    This poem is quite good.

 
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