thoughts nothing important.

thoughts nothing important.

A Poem by brianna vega

i seek to understand people
read thier thought know thier intentions
perhaps i desire this too strongly though.
i get lost in my imaginations
i read things wrong sometimes
or so i think
i need to stop second guessing myself and rely on what i know.
my gut what i feel
it pulls me.
ddfhhdrshsfbxfgndctdt
i dont know what i want out of these words tonight
i feel something coming
thunder
growling wainting behind my tonsils
before it pours out booming and roaring
before the waves of thoughts flood out crashing into the airwaves
i coughed out rhymes and useless drivel

© 2011 brianna vega


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I like it. I understand that feeling of thunder growing from places we can't see. Good write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Well, this isn't an acrostic poem. Acrostic being when you write it out, the first letter of each line spells something out. Well it might be. Is "irpiioimidiitgbbi" a word that I don't know of?
Anyway. Besides the spelling errors which aren't terribly distracting. At leezt u dont riet liek dis.
I like this though and I often feel the same way. Very relatable. The second of this poem is better than the first, better imagery and all that. I would suggest making the two fit together better. "ddfhhdrshsfbxfgndctdt" is what I am using to divide it, as that it where it seems to switch from you telling me what's going on, to you showing me.
"i feel something coming
thunder
growling wainting behind my tonsils
before it pours out booming and roaring
before the waves of thoughts flood out crashing into the airwaves
i coughed out rhymes and useless drivel"
I love this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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