All your spirits
Are like a genie in a bottle
Waiting to come outside
On a Friday night.
Knock on my door,
But I will never answer,
Because I'm scared I'll see a spirit now
Speaking out of your mouth.
Broken bottles
Mend broken spirits,
But all I saw was someone else
Take you over.
You could barely stand,
You were acting not like yourself.
I thought you were taken by spirits.
I didn't want to hear it,
So I locked my room at night.
Your voice always left in fright.
Where was the man that I loved?
I guess I never knew you enough,
Because he was always there inside,
The spirits just left him nowhere to hide.
All the things you chose to hide,
The spirits made them come alive,
Because you were always there all along.
I guess I never knew you at all.
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Author:
beary1112 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The word "spirits" is used in three different but related ways in this poem. Spirits can mean a supernatural entity. Spirits can mean emotions. Spirits can mean an alcoholic drink. The word "bottle" is also used to describe a genie in a bottle, bottled-up emotions, and bottles of alcohol.
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Comments2
When you think you know someone...strong imagery and great writing here.
'All the things you chose to hide,
The spirit's made them come alive,'
a really good effort, expressed
such complexity in a relatable way
and I like your use of similes
throughout the write..
thanks for sharing, such a good read
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