The Dead Zone

I write poems on the daily.

More like every

single moment.

The ones I write

in my dome.

The ones that are

left alone.

The ones that are

forever a slave to

the twilight zone.

The dead zone!

The ghost of every

dead poem I

have ever wrote…

Have no home!

Reviews

[Celie Rose]

Some poems are better left alone. Especially, "The ones that are
forever a slave to the twilight zone. The dead zone!"
Maybe at a later time they will be worth taking a second look.
Perhaps a new and different meaning. Not in the dead zone anymore. You'll never know unless...
Good job. Keep writing.

[sinNsincerity]

Yes, Unless...
Thank you for reading!

[Jamestown]

Fantastic write, if we are true writers we are constantly
writing in our heads, well expressed!
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[sinNsincerity]

Thanks for reading bro!

[dan]

SiS, Yeah I save all my pieces that I don't think are good enough to share, call it my Dead Letter Office. Do yourself a favor, though. Every once in awhile go back and read them again; one time I found one that I hated, but saw that if I made a few changes it may be salvageable. That piece turned out to be one of the most popular pieces I've ever done. Ya never know! take care...dan

[sinNsincerity]

I do that almost everyday with my old poems. And I totally get where you are coming from because at times I write one and I feel like a genius for writing it and then days will pass and I'll read it again for it to not make no sense to me at all, but that is because I'm no longer in the moment in which I wrote it. I do keep them all on paper and type them on here because even the ones I don't like... may be for someone else out there rather than myself.
Thank you so much for your insight Dan, I highly appreciate it!

[Sindu]

Now i know at least one term I can give them rather than squiggles.. this has a space and class of it's own, Sin.
Sometimes they make me smile even though I don't remember them or can put them somewhere locked, but I remember how i felt when I came up with them.

And an inspiration.. poem a day! I used to but I think should again do that :)

[sinNsincerity]

I'm going to start calling mine squiggles =D that sounds way more fun!
Yea, they are the poems that come to mind and by the time i reach a paper, I can't remember it anymore lol sucks!
They are times where I don't write for months and like yesterday, I wrote six!

[Sindu]

Haha! that is a funny name..
six! that is great! I am at a point where I barely write so finding ways to crank it up again

[sinNsincerity]

The spark will find you. Life just has to take its course and live, in a matter of time it will come spewing out of you!

[Sindu]

Let's hope I get hold of the spew before it squiggles away

[sinNsincerity]

You will and I can't wait to hear all about it. =D

[Sindu]

Yes Mr. Sin =)

[ANTO]

"The ones I write
in my dome.
The ones that are
left alone." -
This is class Sin. I call these orphans. I have many lyric orphans that make me feel guilty for not developing them.

thanks for sharing this my friend. :)

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you Anto!
As do I my dear friend.

[wordman]

but if you wrote them then they are alive in your soul
so they have a home in your mind

[sinNsincerity]

Yes very true, but now I can't remember them...
They're somewhere???

[eglantine]

Def can relate as a fellow poet. Many bits of poetry wander like ghosts. "forever a slave to / the twilight zone" great line.

[sinNsincerity]

Def as in mute?

[eglantine]

no, def as in short for definitely

[sinNsincerity]

Oh, hehe...
Well thank you!
I love your Insomnia poems by the way!

[eglantine]

haha yw! And thank you

[Matching Socks]

Sometimes those poems can be revived, come alive, brought back to life.
Like zombie poems.

[sinNsincerity]

Zombie poems, I like that!
Thank you for reading Sophia =D

[Saurabh7677]

really good one and very unique....

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you so much for reading.

[Ana B.]

Chin up dear author, you may be a long way from home, but you're headed there...
I love the ideea of a dead poem...i suppose nothing we ever right can be claimed alive, though i know it's not true...some words we read that make our hearts beat faster, open a door we never knew was there or simply gift a smile, how can that be dead? Brilliant poetry, outstanding style, i trademark, now i'm sure of it :)

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you Ana, your words speak highly of you!
I love what you have to say and I appreciate it.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Sin, anytime a pleasure to read one of yours.

[xbxbzdvdsv]

Love this poem and the feeling it gives me!!

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you so much, I'm glad you loved it!