I have no stories
nothing to be said
I have no home
I am dead
all I have is myself
alone, wary
all I am
is Ordinary
I have no ideas
nothing to own
I have no emotion
I am stone
all I have is myself
alone, wary
all I am
is Ordinary
I have no desires
nothing to want
I have no heart
I am gaunt
all I have is myself
everyday
I am ordinary
nothing to say
- Author: Jacob Bennett ( Offline)
- Published: December 19th, 2017 22:37
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem represents an evaluation into who I am
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 21
Comments2
That's OK, plenty of folk are ordinary. You're not dead because of it!
I was writing from the view point of my younger self who was lost. I am happy to say that I have been found!
heyJacob, me again...your younger self was very depressing haha. I'm reading this and thinking it is missing metaphor-for example you say I am stone perhaps the next verse could elaborate (what kind of stone?) you could be your younger self as a headstone on a grave looking out upon the visitors at a cemetary and relateing to your experience of being just like the other ordinary stones...this works well because in the first verse you imagine you are dead...just a thought..Metaphors are one of themajor keys to poetry. Check out some of my poetry and tell me what you think I only have a few poems so far but I would like your youthful input...peace
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