Please Repeat

Please Repeat

A Poem by ShameemAkhtar

Let repetition
Repeat

The words
Stuck in my throat

Flush the water

Again
And again

Repeat

Until you take the words away

Throw in a hose
A pipe
A knife
Whatever

It might take

But take them out
Remove the words

I don’t want to choke

Help me blurt
Help me vomit

Let me lose some salt
Let me lose some water
Then put me on serum
Of the concoction
Of your heart secretions

Let there be a reaction
Never mind an allergy

Let me repeat
My soundless words

Until

I rid myself
Of the words
The need

Put your finger in my mouth
Hook out the words

And let me speak
The language of silence

For

I do not know how to speak

© 2011 ShameemAkhtar


Author's Note

ShameemAkhtar
Imagine you are madly in love with someone, someone with whom you have a very close friendship and with whom you can talk about everything and anything, except what you have in your heart...

An attempt to portray that. Imagine this as being a silent monologue with the other...

Now that I read it in retrospective, the poem falls short and fails to deliver that...

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after reading your notes about it, I re-read it and things sort of fell into place. I empathise completely as that is the situation I am in at the moment, and I don't think it falls short. The only part I don't understand is the 'repetition' theme and how that fits into the poem - explain, please? I really like this poem, it was very enjoyable and interesting to read, thank you and well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Actually, I think I understand and can get what you were explaining in your notes. Nicely done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Actually I think it delivers the message loud and clear...well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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EMF
I understand the repetition. The way things go round and round in your mind. The constant repetition of feelings and thoughts. The poem is sharp, in its way, drawing you in, forcing you to think and consider each word and phrase. Not an easy read, by any stretch, but a facinating one.

Posted 13 Years Ago


yea what you said is really hurting and can make you feel lonely may times ..
well done and very great poem :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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CT
While it may fall short of your intended message, it's still an enjoyable read. I haven't mentioned this before, but I really like the style in which your poems are composed. Just the way the words are arranged. It's unique, powerful, and proves that good poetry doesn't always have to follow a set formula. Life doesn't, so why should ar?t? After all, what is art but a spolight which we shine upon the joys of this life?

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I really like this piece because we should be able to speak from our hearts and if we can't for whatever reason the door slams. Sometimes it locks. Nothing is worse than a heart behind a locked door and silence is deadly. My favorite part of the poem is "I rid myself Of the wordsThe need" Expression is a need. Very well written.



Posted 13 Years Ago


Favorite part

"Let me repeat
My soundless words

Until

I rid myself
Of the words
The need

Put your finger in my mouth
Hook out the words

And let me speak
The language of silence

For

I do not know how to speak."

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is worded so interestingly, haha.
This sounds much better when read aloud.
I like this, its abstract but ties into what you were trying to convey.
:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Real Mad rid..... Nice compoe of the sweet sympony...

Posted 13 Years Ago



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