A Mime's Mockery

Tristan Robert Lange

I hate the way I look
Into blank gazes.
 
I hate the way I hear
Silence for answers.
 
I hate the way I give
Only to be considered
 
TOO MUCH.
 
I hate the way I feel
When you feel nothing.
 
I hate my own presence
In this world of ghosts.
 
I hate that I hear your voice
When mine is fallen
By the wayside,
 
A mime’s mockery.
 
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, September 27, 2025.
 
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  • sorenbarrett

    In a world that has gown noisier and words have grown less used, where all explodes except the voice we all become ghosts, seen but not heard. A very poignant write Tristan

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      Yes...thank you for naming it...“seen but not heard.” That’s the deep longing this poem was born from. Thank you for your time and your thoughts, my friend. 🎭👻🪞🙏

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • Salvia.S

        This captures the ache of being emotionally unheard and unseen with stark clarity. The 'mime' metaphor is especially poignant
        - expressing the frustration of being present, expressive, even generous, yet met with silence or indifference. It’s a quiet scream, beautifully restrained. Well written dearest Tittu ❤️🌹 A fave 🌹

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Yes! You've reached the marrow here, Salvia. That’s the ache I carried into this piece, and you put it into words with such care. Grateful always, my dear friend. Thank you for your time and analysis! 🎭👻🙏🖤

        • Friendship

          Well written, my friend, your poem revolves around feelings of self-loathing, isolation, and the struggle for recognition and validation in a world that often feels indifferent or dismissive. The subject matter delves into the speaker’s internal conflict, highlighting their dissatisfaction with their appearance, their emotional state, and their relationships. The poem captures the essence of feeling overwhelmed and misunderstood, particularly in the face of unreciprocated feelings and the haunting presence of others' indifference.

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Spot on, Friendship...the silence, the indifference, the fight to be seen. That’s what birthed this poem, the struggle between presence and invisibility...it's real. Grateful for your careful read, my friend. 🎭👻🙏🖤

          • orchidee

            Now, Popeye don't mime it, it's real all the time! What is? Best not answer that! lol.

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              I heard it rhymes with plank...but that was just a birdie told me, see? LOL! Popeye's albatross! 🤣



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