Lyrical Theories

Lyrical Theories

A Poem by Samantha ~virginpoet

The best poems
are forgotten
before
they're
ever written

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I crawled out of bed
with the memory
of two vague
masterpieces
lost in the
untraceable steps
of a dream´s
footprints
between
the snap
of a finger
and an evanescent
woebegone morning
 
Fragments of sweat-stained air
guitar strings notebooks
and prose-like voices
choking every last person
as it bled and squeezed
through every swirling nook
 
Now as the sun rises
I reach for you frantically
somewhere within an arms length
of my out-stretched hands
in the abstract illusion
driving me forward
 
But I fall back into
a purple silken pillow
with a throat full of cotton
a headache, resigned pain
pulsing through my veins
and the epitaph
of two lost poems
that made me
think about you

That provokes me to
spit lyrical theories
mystical words
and unwritten destinies

By Samantha Campbell

© 2012 Samantha ~virginpoet


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Awesome poem. I think everyone reading this knows what you're talking about and I have no doubts you could have had brilliant poems posted. It's funny how those things happen. I tried putting a tape recorder next to my bed in case I got something but It sounded like a drunk with torn throat and a crummy poem. LOL

Posted 12 Years Ago


Nice job Sam

Posted 12 Years Ago


Ah that feeling of loss, we've all had it when a masterpiece is just within our grasp, the words are theoretically there but putting them down when we are ready becomes a task...

I've been having a lot of this lately and you really sneaked into my head with this:

"But I fall back into
a purple silken pillow
with a throat full of cotton
a headache, resigned pain
pulsing through my veins
and the epitaph
of two lost poems
that made me
think about you"

Great Stuff Samantha!!

~M.Babu~

Posted 12 Years Ago


I like how you took the poem from a normal standpoint right in to desire. No matter what the desire is...as the sun rises you reach frantically as if dreaming. Interesting! I like you use of vocabulary too. Good job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


splendid!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Automatic 100....the poems just kept going with creativity that and it was perfectly written. look forward from reading more from you!

Posted 12 Years Ago


An absolute gem! You convey one simple thought in a stream of wonderfully picked words, artistically strung together. A lovely write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Here we go..... 10 on 10.....
The start was somewhat unorthodox..... and that makes it even more special..

Posted 12 Years Ago


i know that feeling, when we want to remember all those twilight gems, so near and yet so far. That second stanza seemed to be the images you managed to retain, it was very deep in its angst to escape the dreary conventions, I could feel the straining to catch that teasing elusive beauty. It is true, the best things are forgotten before they're ever written, and very annoying. Thankyou.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow, very clever and really well written. I can't exactly point out why I liked this, but the first lines took a hold of me and didnt let me go. Nicely done.

Loved this :The best poems are forgotten before their ever written


Adding this one to my favorites.
100/100

~Anna Rose

Posted 12 Years Ago



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