sunken cities in my brain

sunken cities in my brain

A Poem by Beren

They told me to write my ideas and burn them
The voices of noble women should not be heard
They should laugh inside and speak with their eyes
And if someone sees what is in my heart,
 how can I say to God 
"But you made all of these"

I tried every kind of scream to suppress my voice
I have pains, in the books of writers that no one knows
Do you hear the vocalist shouting in the background in the songs that no one listens to
That is my vocal

I tried to sit people down and talk
I served dinners to my family and made speeches by tapping on the glass
I didn't expect to be understood, I wanted to be listened 

I lost my father, she lost her son
I missed that school by 5 points, he lost it by 1
We had all lost, but our pain was racing

I wonder how long it took to build all the roads in the world
To connect them and ensure that vehicles can be driven safely
Because, there are unknown accidents on the roads in my brain
Sea overflowing to roads
I'm sure there are a few carcasses
There are many sunken cities and
 I've already lost track of them when they turned into moss

But I've decided to drain the water
Some engineers are needed
Let the sunken cities stay sunken
But there are families who need to be at home
There are roads to be made and bridges to be built

Is a full youth and a quarter of an adult enough to rebuild my inner earth?

Β© 2025 Beren


Author's Note

Beren
English is not my first language so if you fix my grammar problems i would appreciate it, i would like to hear every kind of thought about this writing <3

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I trawled back here to see where you are coming from .. & I was highly delighted .. and just for the record, while English may not be your mother tongue, you surely use it here like a native to these shores .. and as such, I applaud you & with much respect take my hat off to you too .. Kindest of Regards, Neville

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Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

3 Months Ago

I can't believe it! Your stopping by here to see my progress is the greatest compliment I could rece.. read more
Neville

3 Months Ago


you are much more than merely most welcome .. my pleasure entirely .. Neville



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A most enjoyable read. Always like a narrative write like this one where you are drawn in and ride out the thoughts presented.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

1 Week Ago

This was the first poem I published when I first came here. I'm glad you liked it. Thanks
andrew mitchell

1 Week Ago

The third stanza had me thinking of Downtown abbey type setting. I’ve read your write a few times .. read more
The idea of racing pain flowing into the building of roads and vehicular accidents is a superb touch. Moves the story along with a building sense of movement toward a climax. The question in the final line caps it off quite effectively. πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much for visiting and taking time to read and comment! Glad you liked this one.
redd Brick Keshner

2 Weeks Ago

Oh , I think it has made my Fave list. πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š
Amazing write again
I particularly love this one ☝️

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Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

3 Weeks Ago

AHHH THANK YOU!!! you made my day!
Beren,
Everything about this poem is not just understandable, but very well said, which proves your usage needs no improvement.
Stanza 4, line two, I think might just be a typographical error... "I missed there by 5 points", I'm not sure what 'there" refers to.
I'd also like to say, you have a very well developed, and impressive poetic sensibility.
Vol

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Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vol

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you, I understand... Is there no provision for people to retake the exam?
Beren

3 Weeks Ago

100 days left :)
Vol

3 Weeks Ago

Good luck, I hope it goes just right for you with a super duper high score...
i felt this deeply ... frankly, i wouldn't begin to touch correcting the English ... it is an evasive language to say the least ... when i read ... what i read ... is the warmth of a family that in total has had it's share of pain and loss ... your heroine strikes out to heal .. build new roads and bridges ... i can't help but think this is personal ... the loss and hope are so strong in it
E.

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Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

3 Weeks Ago

The strength of loss and hope inside sank a city inside me. I wrote this when I first came here to e.. read more

I trawled back here to see where you are coming from .. & I was highly delighted .. and just for the record, while English may not be your mother tongue, you surely use it here like a native to these shores .. and as such, I applaud you & with much respect take my hat off to you too .. Kindest of Regards, Neville

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

3 Months Ago

I can't believe it! Your stopping by here to see my progress is the greatest compliment I could rece.. read more
Neville

3 Months Ago


you are much more than merely most welcome .. my pleasure entirely .. Neville
This is so full of atmosphere and delicate strokes consuming the reader without them knowing. It is quite simply superb.

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Posted 5 Months Ago


Beren

5 Months Ago

Ah thank you, this is the first poem I wrote here, so thank you for thinking that way for this one.
Your words are delicately but vocally called out, needing escape, wanting to leave a place that holds everything you feel deep inside because although fidgeting, is fixed, glued, nailed, part of everything hurting you desperately, wretchedly! Seems you are fretting about almost everything around and especially beyond you. You need peace from somewhere, you need to be held until the trembling stops.

'Do you hear the vocalist shouting in the background in the songs that no one listens to
That is my vocal, --
I tried to sit people down and talk
I served dinners to my family and made speeches by tapping on the glass
I didn't want to be understood, I wanted to be listened '

Such a tragic piece of writing, such a sob of agonies.. but, start to finish vividly real.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 6 Months Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

5 Months Ago

Ah that's really sweet. Thank you so much for your time and for your attention. I'm wishing you the .. read more
emmajoygreen

5 Months Ago

Looking at grammar: 'I wanted to be listened ' might be, 'I wanted to be heard, ''Will read over .. read more
Beren

5 Months Ago

Thank you so much, I really appreciate it!!!
Why did I feel a tear on my cheek while reading this?:) beautiful, really.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beren

8 Months Ago

this is so meaningful, really

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