Confused ?

Confused ?

A Poem by Yasmin
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Clueless :D

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Confused?

Drops of ink draw

Few words on paper to grow

 

Breaking through my blood
absorbing my emotional flood

 

Yet emotions seem to be so weak

Perhaps it’s time for thoughts to speak

 

Few words before a violent brainstorm

For now a new poem is born

 

I struggle to breathe think write or talk

They’re all my enemies as I sink and choke

 

Maybe not, emotions appeal to be better

As it’s not time for the walls of silence to shatter

 

Confused? Confess this is a mind game

I seek your sanity not the halls of fame

 

Thoughts, emotions, perhaps a drink of both

Sweet, sour, poisoning full of loathe

 

A poet again? Maybe... Who knows?

For poetry has rules, bases and forms

 

365 days, I thought you've died my dear pen

Maybe I did… addicted to depression I thought was my fin 

 

Yet a glance of hope I seek as my words expose me now

So I leave this scene with a smile and a respectful bow 

© 2013 Yasmin


Author's Note

Yasmin
It has been sometime well long time since my last poem so I thought maybe I should just write without thinking in the box...
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First, Yasmin, let me say, I'm not easily impressed. Second, this poem is in my library - from the very first line, word by word, I was pulled in, Drops of ink Draw, few words on paper to grow. The metaphor conjured up, suppose the whole line, visions of sustinence. Drops, Ink, Paper, Grow.....I can see these words lifting up to the heavens, like a crop, grown from a seed. I can continue on (blown away by this poem) with second stanza, breaking through, absorbing emotional flow. I take time with reviews, so please be patient, I am the one absorbing now. Then turn: Yet...emotions..weak...time..thoughts speak. DO YOU KNOW HOW GREAT THIS IS? I can go on and on with every stanza. Everyone can understand this and relate to it, but they must take the time. The flow is superb - seek your sanity..games...not hall of fame...my favorite word: fin (Just wrote Tea with a Whale): this appendage, I suppose, steers and guides..I will never give false praise. Karma will bite me. Wonderful. Thank you. Tag (Poetry 101)

Posted 10 Years Ago


A very well done poem. Sometimes even writers bock or just maybe no idea coming forth to write aobutcan bring forth a gem of a poem. A splendidly crafted poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


much to like about this...always do enjoy those couplets.
Isn't it strange that many write about not being able to write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


I enjoyed the poem...and yes it is hard to write when one has writers block...or when our muse
is on vacation ha...a long vacation...nicely done...Rose

Posted 11 Years Ago


Well written well rhymed. Good work! Or good art perhaps.

Posted 11 Years Ago


brilliant!!!!!!... I can tell I am going to love your style of writing!! this was perfection in my humble opinion!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yasmin

11 Years Ago

I am overwhelmed to know that you like it.
Please enjoy the rest of my poems :)
Wonderful :)....Peace, love, and light

Posted 11 Years Ago


Yasmin

11 Years Ago

Glad you think so :)
Thanks for reading
You have dressed a poem from strat to finish and I like it. I never have writers block but sometimes I have a lack of privacy which is just as bad, but all we need is that glance of hope (like in all things hope is the key to free the soul) .

Posted 11 Years Ago


Yasmin

11 Years Ago

Lucky you! I suffer badly when I have writers block :S
:)
Thank you for reading
I really like this one because you are describing a state of mind that i usually stuck in it specially in depression , when i feel that my pen can't write any more , its really amazing one , i love it :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Yasmin

11 Years Ago

Thank you Hadeel
I'm glad you liked it :)
Hadeel ( Charming Fairy )

11 Years Ago

:)
Yasmin

11 Years Ago

You are a writer in bones, and heart....
If you're once wrote about your pen,
Oh yeah, you're.

" 365 days, I thought you’ve died my dear pen
Maybe I did… addicted to depression I thought was my fin " and...

"Yet emotions seem to be so weak
Perhaps it’s time for thoughts to speak"


Nice work dear.

E.L.


Posted 11 Years Ago


Yasmin

11 Years Ago

Thank you :)
That is very sweet of you to say
I;m glad you liked it

11 Years Ago

You're most welcome, I enjoy your style!

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