This Is Your Poem

IX-IX-2010 10.30 p.m.

This is Your Poem

 

This is your poem

And you chose the theme

The flow, the meaning

The end and the beginning

This is your poem

Your time of revival

The truest of your friends

Flat and open on paper

You are the God

Who can chose to be a joker

You are the mask

Which can hide a barrage of tears

You are the ceiling

In your own house of mirrors

 

You can choose what to achieve

And which dream to realize

Which fantasy to revisit

Which door to enter

You can decide which word to abandon

And which one to pimp

 

You are the poet

This is your poem

There is no watching you smile

And no one is here to ask you to die

You are the thief

And you are the jailer

 

This is your poem

And you have left it to yourself

To find yourself

In what will soon belong to everyone

Author's Note

A poem for all of us.

Reviews

[MorganBlair]

i loved that!

[G. Anderson]

Very subtle rhyme, quite agreeable...

~Gage

[Jenny Nelson]

An excellent and thought provoking piece. You hit the nail on the head. Well done!

[hanzabonanza]

I love your poetry- always flows so nicely, keep it up!

[StacyPerry]

Nicely written

[Bette]

well done