Written on Yellow Paper with Green Ink [I Don�t Know the Date]

Written on Yellow Paper with Green Ink [I Don�t Know the Date]

A Poem by Benjamin Seymour

 

A half cigarette and a cup of black coffee
The haze of smoke surrounds me, a greying parody
No more child-like significance left now inside me
Your verbal tirades, they exposed my fallacies
Egotistic, embittered, addicted to Ecstasy
And all of my troubles: they begin with an E
I could have found employment, oh so easily
Instead I steal from you, the hand that feeds
I take a pill to calm down, from a bottle of sixty

My cocktail of drugs it lies beside me
Designed to make my passage from here oh so easy
'Til death do us f*****g part: well now we will see
Where did your loyalties lie, with him or with me?
Yet you accused me of the same far too quickly
You shunned me, cursed me, labelled me FREAK

The millstone of imminence hangs heavy at my feet
My nerve now is weaker than even the meek
About now? Yes now, I think, time to be free
So here, in it goes, on the count, one, two, three
Bye bye, farewell, my dear Emily
The one who's lying on the floor, dead beside me
And now to sleep...

© 2008 Benjamin Seymour


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this makes me think as i vaguly re call you saying i knew the person it was written about?
hmm i could be wrong that might have been another of your poems
it was a long time ago you told me about this
and anyway i love it =D
alllll of it
can't even pick a favourite part!
xox

Posted 17 Years Ago


Real is fabulous. This is fabulous.

Posted 17 Years Ago


lovin this one
hmmm
i want to know who its about tho as you hinted i knew them...?
nice one ;-]

Posted 17 Years Ago


love it, love it, LOVE IT!!! Extremly dark, sad and scary..all my favs rolled up into one amazing poems. You got my vote here for sure.

Posted 17 Years Ago


WOW!! VERY POWERFUL. I CAN FEEL THE EMOTION IN YOUR WORDS AS I READ THEM. GOOD JOB...NIGHTWISH

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow you must be a fan of the bold lines. After having read one of your poems not too long ago, I went ahead and read the bold lines first. It was pretty awesome. Amazing flow and wonderful sound and all that jazz. This is a very good technique for you, I must say.

Now on to the rest of the poem: Woah. Whoa. Woha. First of all, I loved the astounding vocabulary and the nice, semi-apparent rhyme scheme. The ending was my favorite part, definitely throwing me off a little bit. This poem got better and better as t went on.

But honestly, I think this guy is a FREAK. I loved the imagery of things such as "My cocktail of drugs." The only thing I didn't like about the poem was the use of the F-word. In my opinion and the opinion of others I know, using profanity in poetry is tacky and never really needed. Even if you swear a lot in real life, I don't think there is any need for it in poetry. Takes away from the art.

Still a very amazing piece though.

-Chase Alexander

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I.....realllllllly....like.....this...........

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

very dark and emotionally moving

I must say that my favorite part was:
"Yet you accused me of the same far too quickly
You shunned me, cursed me, labelled me FREAK "





Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

It paints a dark, lyrical picture. Beautiful in it's frankness, it leave you feeling raw and sore.
"Egotistic, embittered, addicted to ecstacy, and all of my troubles they begin with E." that is my favorite line. Alliteration(probably didn't spell that right) is great.

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Great!

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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Benjamin Seymour
Benjamin Seymour

Barcelona, Spain, Spain



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