Inside My Room

This was LITERALLY written in ten minutes during class when we were prompted to "write about yourselves using an object/place that defines you"...

 

If you looked inside my room today,

You’d see carpet that isn’t white,

Lavender paint and a thousand pictures,

And these lace curtains I don’t like.

You’d see a pink shell by the window,

And peacock feathers on my mirror,

A coin dish filled with bobby pins,

…those always disappear.

 

If you stepped inside my room today,

You’d know just who I am,

My name painted in swimming dolphins,

A gift from an old Asian man.

You’d find a blue vase with no flowers,

And yellow box on the floor,

This antique ring on a CD case,

Pencil sketches on my door.

 

If you walked inside my room today,

You’d trip over clothes that aren’t mine,

You’d wonder why there’s soda cans on my dresser,

Placed in a straight line.

You’d feel the softness of my pillow,

The ‘best in the house’, I’ve heard,

You’d see a picture of jasmine flowers,

And a toucan, my favorite bird.

 

If you walked inside my room today,

I bet you’d notice in a flash,

I want to travel everywhere,

(If only I had the cash)

You’d see the bottles of perfume,

Mostly amber in their shade,

A folder of old music,

For the harp I used to play.

You’d stumble into an electronic fan,

That I cannot sleep without,

You’d see this creepy stuffed bear on my shelf,

That sings when the string’s pulled down.

 

If you sat inside my room today,

On that creamy, broken chair,

You’d laugh at the brush that’s on the floor,

Consumed with my long hair.

You’d see a bright red Chinese purse,

Hanging off a pin,

Inside a broken pair of glasses,

That I would never wear again.

 

If you stood inside my room today,

You’d see an old and tainted clock,

The minute hand pointing down at the floor…

Broken; the batteries are out of stock.

You’d see a wallet with no money,

A drawer without a pull,

Maps of many different nations,

A jar of makeup that’s still full.

 

And you’d see with every splash of color,

every shadow from the day,

My room is the place to be,

when I want to get away.

 

Author's Note

This was LITERALLY written in ten minutes during class when we were prompted to "write about yourselves using an object/place that defines you"...so...point being, this is not all deep, dark, and twist like the rest of my writing...just kind of splashy & light.

Reviews

[Make An Exception]

Read the reviews below.. i don't know what they're talking about, i LOVED the poem! lol :) Not all poetry has to be deep.. sometimes it's the simple words that are written down that make a poem wonderful in it's own way. And your room sounds like a place i'd like to be in.. lol

[Lily Mae]

I think you spent your 10 minutes wisely...:) great write..xx

[AndyJCash]

This is genius considering how quickly you wrote it! Even if you had written this in longer than 10 minutes, it'd still be a very good creation! Good job :)

[AngelAfterlife]

I love this poem... it actually reminds me of my old room back at home lol... just like you i cant sleep without a fan :)

[Ken Yen]

very sweet, and if you really did this in ten minutes you deserve kudos. rhyme usually takes more time

[marielondon]

I thought this was one of the most real, honest poems i've ever read. It gives the reader such a sense of you (and I can completely relate with many aspects of your room- especially the places I want to travel to!) It's simple and gets a point across in a beautiful way, and it seems almost song like. Great Job!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Very nice, I agree with the first reviewer. This isn't the best poem I've ever read, yet it's amazing what a person can create in ten minutes, or even less than that. Good work overall.

[Helpless]

introspection by way of looking around you.... a very good concept and very thoughtful points..