An Unwritten Poem

There's an unwritten poem
Hidden deep inside each of us.


Singing to a song with no lyrics.
It confines in us.


Sinking to the core,
With each scattered thought.
Aging,
In each battered heart.


It reminds us of us.
Harsh, and untitled.
Bottled up,
For the world to see.


A message,
Searching for a blank space to sleep.
A blanketed place to lay sacred
Beneath the pages.
Naked, and at peace.


At least no longer scavenging,
Savagely, for a place to feast.
Or rather, for a form to teach
A poem that has no form of speech.


Yet alone, we each have seen
And heard it speak.
Murmuring
In an unspoken tongue.
We each have at least
Heard it spoken once.


A broken language
vanished, abandoned, stranded,
on empty canvases yet painted.


Awaiting the insight of creation.
Or rather, the creative.
But, whose unfortunate impatience
For the process
Render lines vacant with inanimate objects.


Paraphrases erased from an adamant conscience.
Adopted by moments of silence.
Yet, in that sweet moment of solace,
It seems, it all becomes
All so obvious.

 

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Reviews

[Lesley Wood]

I was caught and reeled in by that beautiful picture you chose for this poem-and it fits so well..as there is a beautiful poem or story or dream in each one of us. I think this poem is absolutely lovely and I wouldn't change a thing. (Loved this...)
...Bottled up,
For the world to see.

A message,
Searching for a blank space to sleep.
A blanketed place to lay sacred
Beneath the pages.
Naked, and at peace. "

[H. A. M.]

This was a good read. 'Aging, In each battered heart.' That's the line that makes me want to write everyday just to get it out. Definately a good piece!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

This is really great work. Its funny how sometimes I want to write something but have troubles finding the words and then sometimes I get an inspiration and can write a poem in a minute or two. This is great at capturing how all writers feel more than a few times in their life.

[.mate.feed.kill.repeat.]

Hmm, very interesting. I have always enjoyed reading poetry about writers' block. I admire and envy your skill of rhyming - and keeping the flow. Very poetic. Cheers.

-STIX-

[Marc James]

Well done, captured the feeling perfectly. I loved the last line, it's a really nice ending. Keep it up!

[Troy Baham Jr.]

good stuff. you have so many quotables in this one that i can't even pic a favorite line or stanza. i feel the way that every page, canvas, etc is just a landscape waiting to be painted

[V. Lucien Maier]

Right on the money, Writing for me can be more painful than anything.
Very well put.

[Mars]

the emotion runs high in your words;

Singing to a song with no lyrics.
It confines in us.


Sinking to the core,
With each scattered thought.
Aging,
In each battered heart.

i have felt this frustration many times as a writer...

Paraphrases erased from an adamant conscience.
Adopted by moments of silence.
Yet, in that sweet moment of solace,
It seems, it all becomes
All so obvious.

...and ultimately found satisfaction, even if it was only for a moment.

i think you are incredibly gifted and i have no doubt that someday the world will know your name. look forward to more!
M.

[Casey C. Vaughan]

I think you found gold! It's rare for so many people to read a poem and find something inside it. I don't think that anyone will be able to read this without falling into the depths of it. It's an extraordianry peice........Brilliant

[Tim Burr]

yeah, I dug this. Then I dug it deeper. It's pretty cool over here in China. Thanks for getting me here.
Great write, i think you definetly tapped into something that every writer can i dentify with.

'A broken language
vanished, abandoned, stranded,
on empty canvases yet painted.


Awaiting the insight of creation.
Or rather, the creative.
But, whose unfortunate impatience
For the process
Render lines vacant with inanimate objects.


Paraphrases erased from an adamant conscience.
Adopted by moments of silence.
Yet, in that sweet moment of solace,
It seems, it all becomes
All so obvious.'
-awesome, lookin forward to more of your stuff.

[O'shea]

THIS IS SO TRUE, I'M REALLY FEELING THIS!!