Mature

Mature

A Poem by Pixals

Weighing who I am,
Thorns twinging my lost spirit,
Stop this utter pain,
Naive acts are now ribald,
Flourish in maturity.

© 2013 Pixals


Author's Note

Pixals
I wrote this because I am aggravated with myself and needed to get my feelings out in a short, meaningful poem.

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Short & to the point with this read...a bit more focus in the lines than the other I read of yours...yet you give us your thoughts in a relatively small amount of time...in 5 lines...

Posted 11 Years Ago


The best way for a writer to work through frustration and anger is to write. It is our gift and talent. You said a lot in very few words. The use of the word ribald is extraordinary because it gives poem deeper meaning.


Posted 11 Years Ago


Pixals

11 Years Ago

Yeah, I believe you're right :) Writing helps alot. It leaves me feeling satisfied and relieved.
It's good. You may have used a limited number of words but I can really feel your aggravation, and your desire to push yourself forward.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Pixals

11 Years Ago

Wow thanks :) That means alot to me.
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11 Years Ago

You're welcome :)

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Added on September 3, 2013
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