Leaning

A poem that came from another one.

All is dark in this solemn silent night,
But in a small house out of sight
From a window a little light shines bright,
And to my sight a figure leans
From a lonely windowsill,
This the only movement in this world so still.
No thrill is this, for I know this man’s plight.

To forever lean on lonely windowsills
And to look at this world and all its frills.
Never will he be part of this,
For his passion is his torment
And his art will never be spent
And this great talent his weakness
Never to know the life that he longs for.

This is always the way for people like him,
To look at life and long what might have been
To long to live life as they’d seen,
These passions and desires twixt between
These great talents of abundance
Only to be ever seen in lonely men,
Leaning from lonely windowsills.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Whereas the first stanza is full of forced over-rhyming, the second and third stanzas are more natural, consequently the sadness of the theme begins to touch the reader.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the images you evoke are like frames of oil paintings~blurred beautifuly with hues of subtle emotions that enhance the melancholy movement of the poetic~

[wolfshrew]

you manage ryhmes without making the writing seem forced, i envy that.

[Romeion Case]

This is freakin awesome. The price one pays for passion...i think that's the story for a great many people who follow their passion. Easily identifiable and i think that's why i like it so much....relatable. awesome. keep it up. :-)

[Liam Nealey]

Very dark and true! I like everything about this poem. Great job!

[Abdul Aziz]

Very nice sense of rhyme and rhythm. The flow was very good, and kept me interested in the poem till the very end, forcing me to read the poem again, to understand it! :D

The pulse of sadness throbs throughout this poem. It is a good write.

[zombiikillah666]

awh. i really like this one.
so sad, so good. (:
emotional. and thought provoking. xD