We Poets are 21st Century Prophets filling up notebooks and screaming on stages
We connect in a fashion
as we wear words
We dance on pages stripping naked
to get you to listen
like what we have to say
can be heard better by eyes
but only 4% of the public
suffers with Sinestesia
And still we slash our wrists with ballpoint pens to get our souls heard
Hanging our pain like paintings in an art exhibit entitled "Emotional Poets"
Wanting Waiting Wishing for an Art Critic to tare us apart
Letter by letter word for word
Because...
Because we are so tightly put together
That we love to be torn apart
We turn the pain into art and scars into deeply embedded ink wells
Don't you see?
We 21st Century Prophets hold the keys to our broken heart cages by wielding pens in ways that spark thought
Cant you see?
Our wrists are still tender yet we slash them open again and again because...
Because writers block is a far far worse form of torture
"And still we slash
our wrists with ballpoint pens
to get our souls heard"
This says it all! We are poets and you have captured our essence with your wonderful words. Yes, we NEED to express ourselves and we want to be read...to touch other lives and to reach out across the world. So emotive and very powerful. Great work. Lydi**
Posted 10 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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It is the manifesto of the CLASS. Words are the metaphysical problem of today. Writers being custodians of them have the full right over them.Others can envy. It's their right. The members of the class are poor, weak, and can easily be intimidated. But rich in aesthetic plain where others have no passports to register.
Can I remind you?
Hungary Petofi: I will sacrifice my land for my love
my love for my freedom
Malayalam Asan: Servitude is nightmarish to proud(writers) than death itself
Malyalam P. Kuhiraman Nair:
"One should have absolute right
to live with the attire(shape)
to one's wish and will of the day "
Theres one line that strikes me extra hard: "Because we are so
tightly put together that we love to be torn apart"
I get shivers just by thinking about it. So many thoughts in so little text, I simply love it. This is a unique poem, a rare kind. I love the fact that it's a neverending poem, it makes it easy for the reader to continue the story in his/her mind.
According to me that isn't necessary, the thoughts displayed are more than enough for someone to see what a good piece of work this is, and what a good portrait of reality and the walk to fame and attention is. Applause.
Posted 8 Years Ago
1 of 2 people found this review constructive.
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Omikron I'm sure you are aware of this sites troll right he says everyone here is a plagiarizer and .. read moreOmikron I'm sure you are aware of this sites troll right he says everyone here is a plagiarizer and he attacks everyone here even Tate Morgan so Please ignore this trash his name is oh I forget lol but wordman knows more than I as he got the FBI or something into this cause this guy is stalking us our fb calling wordman and making more threats telling me and my husband and fellow poet here stevo the poet to kill our baby or he would so be careful do not reply or acknowledge him he makes thousands of fake pages here as well
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It's spelled "synaesthesia" (or "synesthesia"), but I didn't really expect you to know any better.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
It's the Spanish spelling for it jackass but I don't expect a troll like you to be educated enough t.. read moreIt's the Spanish spelling for it jackass but I don't expect a troll like you to be educated enough to know more than one language seeing how you barely know English
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