Oh, Rapture.

Oh, Rapture.

A Poem by smalltownsympathies
"

Wishful thinking, small town dreamin'.

"

 

All I’ve ever wanted

Was

Something to live for

A sphere of capability

Or a soundproof nook in which

To store my dreams-every passionate, heart-wrenching

Soul crushing

Aspiration;

Merely transparent wishes,

Plexiglas beneath the finest light,

An echo of what could be.

All I’ve wanted was

The ability to

Find my true voice

And to never fear reality;

Become who I was truly meant to be,

Distinguish my existing values,

Find honesty in designated secrets

Whispered behind porcelain doors,

And never fade.

All I will ever need

Is to allow the past to diminish

Misconstrue time

Lose all sense of control,

And just be.

© 2011 smalltownsympathies


Author's Note

smalltownsympathies
Give me the worst of it.

Just a note-I don't know why the fuck it's doing weird things with every beginning sentence's letter, forgive me, that's not supposed to be that way.

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I like it, the flow is a tad off track toward the end, but that might just be my imagination and harsh critique. Haha, your frustration of why the first letter is capitalized has me slightly amused. At first i was trying to figure out if it spelled something. As always, i like your choice of words.
As for the meaning of the poem itself, its understandable that you want to have something significant in your life. You wish you could be something that no one else is, and for once, be recognized for it. "Transparent wishes" is a term you used in this poem. That speaks to me quite a bit, almost like they're there, strongly defined, but at the same time, you just look through them, because you know that they are out of reach. Not your best write, but it still has a unique voice.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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i actually enjoyed the "weird" things" to the piece......added emphasis

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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I like this. The poem went off track a bit, but got on back on immediately afterwards. You got your point acrossed which is what matters the most in writing so overall this was, in my opion, pretty good.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I have been having problems with the format and font and such as well..i don't know what is going wrong but it can be quite frustrating at times.
This was a strong piece, filled with our everyday inner struggles and feelings. I could relate to this very well and it was a beautiful read.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is great :D (Y) good job you brought the idea across, used good imagery , good language , and it had such an interesting flow when i read it out loud it sounded like def poetry which is cool . I really like this piece well done . O and was that shape intentional? :P cool

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like it, the flow is a tad off track toward the end, but that might just be my imagination and harsh critique. Haha, your frustration of why the first letter is capitalized has me slightly amused. At first i was trying to figure out if it spelled something. As always, i like your choice of words.
As for the meaning of the poem itself, its understandable that you want to have something significant in your life. You wish you could be something that no one else is, and for once, be recognized for it. "Transparent wishes" is a term you used in this poem. That speaks to me quite a bit, almost like they're there, strongly defined, but at the same time, you just look through them, because you know that they are out of reach. Not your best write, but it still has a unique voice.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 1, 2011
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Tags: desire, wishful thinking, small town

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smalltownsympathies
smalltownsympathies

nowhereville, NY



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16; female. Highly pessimistic. Addicted to the pen in my hand and my love, the only one that holds my heart. Vacant feelings, broad emotions. I am a paradox within my own being. more..

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