Why Dont You See Like Me

A conflict between the sexes

Perhaps i should bleed my words upon the wallThen you might see, and even call

 

Maybe its you, though it may be me

Cant we wake up from this misery

 

You cast dark clouds at my feet

Are you hoping i'll retreat

 

Why dont you see

Yes see like me, then maybe we will both be free

 

Free to love like others do

Free to love each other too

 

 

Reviews

[prodicallife]

Dear Linear,

Firstly, I would like to write the appreciation addressing the modes this poetry carries. I can frame multiple relations of the poetry and, this is one thing worth appreciating about a poet, he never tries to bound you to one path and enjoy the write rather, he would leave you on an aimless path and would enjoy.

Much appreciated for that!!

Now, addressing the poetry in relation to the picture that you have used, how this creature stands on the stage to perform as per your requirement. I appreciate the lines "You cast dark clouds at my feet
Are you hoping i'll retreat".

Although he stands in the darkness yet makes you glitter with his crying smiles.

Ohh!! I am in love with this write.

Thanks for sharing.

Stay blessed
Prodical

[Day Dreamer]

The picture works with the poem. Which, might I add, is a wonderful written poem. Keep writing! :)

[SINDE]

Love the rhyme pattern...and the photo :)

[sarah]

This is really interesting and the rhyming was great

[marybeth davis]

wonderful write just pure lush

[.......]

I really like this piece, so well written.

[SpokenWord]

You can't make them see, I have tried but the blind in this case are blind by choice. You can't reason them into believing in the relationship, I have tried they are blind so they can't see into the future. You can't heal them for what makes them sick comes from their own minds. The broken are broken for a reason. Great write.

[JelliFyshKissUs]

Isn't that the truth! Humans can be some the most confusing creatures... Making everything that is simple so complicated. The first stanza sent a chill down the ladders of my spine. "Bleed my words upon the wall"... It's more powerful than a scream. How can you not take notice of words written with pain for ink. Simply Passionate, Poignant and Powerful!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A simple and relevant piece of prose, great flow, good read,