Diary's of a Shadow

Diary's of a Shadow

A Poem by Yasmin

I was born to follow not to guide it was written on my birthday

To be your loyal dog, follow your instructions, and your orders to obey

 

But somehow life misunderstood that fact and left me alone to lead

Be the right arm heal wounds and stop bleeds

 

To top it all it stole away the ground I walk on

Not only my ground, my water even my sun

 

It froze my completely and I became its little toy

Played me like a child with fun and joy

 

So happiness I had as I followed you everywhere

You chose what you liked and I sat back and stared

 

But all that changed now and I’m no longer me

I wasn’t given the choice to be who I want to be

 

No expressions to cover my face I’m nothing but dark

I’m formed when you laugh as you light up and spark

 

And so an honest smile I try to draw on your face

So you can be real and wash away my pain that was caused during days

 

And alone you might feel but alone you are not

I will lead you in no matter what

 

I’m still your dog but you fear me as I lead you in

Help you make the right choices and keep you away from sins

 

You may not always see me but I am always there

God gave you the power, for me, to bare

 

I’m not mirage I am real and I do exist

I have feelings even though I don’t have a muscle that’s the size of my fist

 

And for you to be happy is what I aim for

I’d give my all for that as I have nothing more

 

So if you care for me keep that smile shining

Keep it real because without it I will be dying

© 2013 Yasmin


Author's Note

Yasmin
I know it needs a lot of work and I'm counting on you to help me with it

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I think the sentiment here is real and valid. I see the juxtaposition of how you percieve the world and how the world percieves you. I like a lot of the imagery, and the conversational nature, but I'm not sure that some of the images are spot on...I'm not sure that I like the idea of "dog" used so many times. I know what you are trying to say, but perhaps there is a different way to create this metaphor? I don't know. Overall, good bones...some revision would make this great.

Posted 11 Years Ago


reminds me of peter pan somehow lol. great write

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on January 27, 2011
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Yasmin
Yasmin

Amman, Jordan



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