Bull Crap

A picture taken in slow motion, words form in my mouth,
With the push of a finger the camera clicks, your words are flung intomy face forever,
Why do we live day by day, to only wake up the next morning, feeling the same,
A war within, lost on the day you opened your eyes.
Endless moments fly past as I look in the mirror to see someone else,
To look for a person better than the one I am.
Millions of shatters, seven years of bad luck, the mirror brakes,
Blood drip slowly from my hand, pieces of flesh ripped from my hand,
Sometimes it is hard to accept the fact that I don't know what I am saying,
Dried up emotion, cold, hard ideas form in my head,
But words, the basic form of speech, I don't know what to say,
This poem will end on some verses that doesn't make any sense,
For I the poet, has the ability to play with your mind,
To make you see images with only a few words,
Tears of blood slowly run down my face,
Did you see that, I made you think,
The power of a couple of words,
I am done...

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Richard Anthony Goulart]

This was really good!!! I absolutely love the way that you made it seem like one character in the beginning and that you go onto the poet and tell us that you can play with our minds............ As a poet, especially if you are a great one (as you your self obviously are) than you do in fact have the ability to twist and mold the readers mind into what you wish it to be........... The fact that you use the picture and the use of the slow motion made sense as when in the life of a poet and trying to go your words seem to slow you down and make you see every detail as you try and write them........... So great job and thank you for a great poem......

[J.V. Stanley]

Interesting free-flown thought on the poet and the power we do in fact have to invoke images. Though the flow of the poem stumbled a bit I do like how it started out with these longer sentences, slowly clipping away into a simple subtle phrase at the end.

I do love the images that you capture within this one, the truth behind your words

A picture taken in slow motion, words form in my mouth,
With the push of a finger the camera clicks, your words are flung intomy face forever,
Why do we live day by day, to only wake up the next morning, feeling the same,
A war within, lost on the day you opened your eyes.
Endless moments fly past as I look in the mirror to see someone else,
To look for a person better than the one I am.

So depressing, but so true that we look into the mirror and wonder who we are, how we've become who we are...is it resentfulness of self that caused one to break that mirror? Interesting thoughts here Jaco...

[Pratik]

That is a brilliant poem Jaco.. the fact that you have talked about soul searching..the quest for finding out the inner being, that happens at some point in our lives and most of us end being hopeless as we do not really know what or whom we are meant to be.. I beleive you have also talked about the power of poetry, how inspite of "Dried up emotion, cold, hard ideas form in my head," you still can make people think through your vivid imagery..that part of the poem when you end on the superior note is really noteworthy.. overall a beautiful composition.. :)

[Brandi Nicole]

everyone needs an outlet and you have obviously found a constructive one for yourself . getting out raw emotion is healthy and makes for good reading! good job!

[paradise]

I love this its so full of emotion and the way it all flowed and came togetheris absolutly amazing I really enjoyed reading it and I liked the understandsing of it. Especially the begginign referring to the camera

[StoryTailor]

I like it-- It's full of emotion (which is all that a poem really needs in my opinion-- er... emotion and a little sense of spelling, you poem has BOTH ^^)
It's descriptive and tells a marvelous story.
There's something about poems that tell stories, it's marvelous!

The only thing that really bothered me would be the "Blood drip" (Blood is always plural)-- And I think that's the only thing that got to me. ^^" If it's intentional then ignore me-- I know that sometimes it's symbolic or something.

All in all, I think you did marvelously! It's well written, expressive, descriptive... what more could it possibly need?

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Wow!! So deep! You truly have a gift of bringing a vision to the reader! Great write!

[Lily Mae]

Love it..vent away...dot dot dot..xx

[Aly Jones]

Whoa. No, I've got to think of a better adjective.

I like this line: For I the poet, has the ability to play with your mind, It's my absolute favorite in this piece.

[((Teenage_Poet_Loser))]

sometimes you just need to get all the crap out of you... =[... poetry is mine..

[Hannah Paige]

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