Internal echoes

Thou fear,
I know dear
And, sometimes it is visible
Like a crystal clear!

I am sick, and much tired
Of bearing non warming outflows
Which alters , respect of time and place..

I am exhausted
Of pre- preparing, ways and tricks
Methods to please ,my lord!

Its me, who knows
Its me, who never being known
Better, a pantomath surviving
Covering smile, under frown!

Lets rediscover, lets unfold
Pretty lame, yet carefree zone
Who would matter, when i am all gone!

Son of luck, daughter of hope
Being me with mine, i will cope
I never wished bipolar me
Cause its me, not a branch of tree!

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

You have to be yourself Sneh, you can't pretend to be someone else. Sometimes it can be exhausting being ourselves, but there is no other way. Those who love us will love us for who we are regardless of our faults or idiosyncrasies or anything else we get lumbered with. We can't sever who we are like a limb from a tree. I hope I have interpreted your poem as you intended. All good wishes.

Chris

[Sneh]

You have actually got it right dear Chris. Those who really loves are always there for you, no matter what.
Thank you, this inspires me more! ❤

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Those are the things that you will love and cherish when all is said and done, well done, good read.

[Sneh]

Thanks dear :)

[John the Baptist]

The last verse makes this one come together. Those who have bipolar disorder deal with fierce mood swings that can endanger their lives. The sense of weariness from dealing with this condition comes through clearly in this offering. One can only wish the best of good fortune to her.

[Sneh]

Thank you! :)

[LitStar]

this one has incredible depth

it's like moving along the branches of the elaborate metaphorical tree you describe

good stuff

-L.S

[Sneh]

Glad you liked it :)

[Esther]

A frank, unique style of writing.

[Sneh]

Thank you so much!

[LylaCrystal]

Internal echoes give a silent voice to our deepest emotions. Great work! :)

[Sneh]

Grateful...! :))

[Wild Rose]

I read this then came upon Barley girls post
Bipolar
Could it be that she has become bipolar - can that happen

Her moods change within the hour then back

I wonder can it be

[Sneh]

Every person has a unique character....so wonder, not much...well, thank you for stopping by :))

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful words and thoughts shared dear Sneh.
"Son of luck, daughter of hope
Being me with mine, i will cope
I never wished bipolar me
Cause its me, not a branch of tree!"
We must cope and go forward. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Sneh]

Indeed and thanks for the review dear coyote :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear friend.

[barleygirl]

I was reading your poem one way, but then I got to your "bipolar" stanza & then I had to re-read with that in mind. My very abusive dad was bipolar, as am I, so I'm picking up on a hesitance to pass along this curse of being bipolar . . . I didn't have kids becuz I knew I would not be a good parent with my explosive moods. This bipolar theme dominated your message, for me, in terms of looking back over one's life & evaluating how things went, feeling regret as we all do, & coming to terms with the way life turns out (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Sneh]

That's your courage Margie..... And I agree with you. Thanks for sharing your experience! :))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we think too much, we hesitate too much...and we miss too much of life because of doing that.
and when we are "all gone" it will be too late...much too late to live.
really love the theme i see in this...a very different piece of writing that speaks volumes.

j.

[Sneh]

And I just don't want to miss out that fun...... Hope you're good?
Thank you!! :)

[Cherrie]

Knowing who we are is not always easy, then letting others see is a step harder.
But if we could realize that we all have someone waiting for you to share our true self.

[Sneh]

Yes, someone so special to share.... Thank you ❤