Sitting in Silence

Another old poem I found acribbled down somewhere.

 

I sit in silent contemplation,

A million thoughts, images careening

through my mind.

Some stop, hover for a moment

and forgotten pain sets in.

 

I sit in silent contempt

Hating all I was,  all I am

and all I shall never become.

Watching hopelessly, pugnaciously

as life goes on around me, without me.

 

I sit in silent agony

While helpless tears fall, stream

pooling at my feet.

Longing for a reprieve, relief

from my damanged mind.

 

 

Author's Note

might add a another stanza or two, not sure yet

Reviews

[Grey]

"I sit in silent contempt

Hating all I was, all I am

and all I shall never become."

That was a definite favorite line for me. You captured pain and anguish nicely in this poem, and the way you described the situation really held my attention. Good job.

[xlynne]

this was magnificant! you captured so effortlessly so many emotions. they all blended together and flowed with grace throughout your poem.

on the 7th line hateing should be hating

[WordMaster]

If you wanted to convey a sense of hopelessness and despair, you accomplished your
task masterfully

The reader feels your pain of opportunity lost and search for relief

I hope this feeling has past

[Legion]

Don't really know if it needs more. I like it the way it is. Such angst.