OK, here they are, and, as usual, they do not rhyme:
1: (Alone)
There is a place where I can hide
Deep inside my heart
A place where there are no troubles
No problems or frustrations
I can be me and no one cares
And I can cry and scream
This is the place where I can be
That no one else knows
Sometimes it gets lonely
But I don’t care
For loneliness is safety
I laugh at those who say
Safety is with numbers
For the only true safety
From any form of pain
Is to be utterly
Absolutely
And totally
Alone
2: (The Rose Alone)
The rose alone
In an eggshell world
Doing as it’s told
Freedom a distant illusion
Alone
And yet
Not so
A lone figure
Of fire
Taking her by the hand
Destroying the thorns
And leading her to
A new world
All their own
3: (Darkness)
Stuck in a darkness
Of my own creation
The truth seems too far to touch
The darkness envelopes
And kills all the flowers
And the rose petals
Melt in the snow
Plz tell me what u think!
What do you think of these poems?
loads of feelings , thoughts and emotions and alot of depth
as in following lines:
Deep inside my heart
A place where there are no troubles
No problems or frustrations
I can be me and no one cares
And I can cry and scream
Reply:# 2 I liked. Eggshell world, excellent metaphor.
Reply:i wonder at your being taught to read and "write" at all.
that time could have been put to better use watering the garden
or feeding the cat
shamooing the carpets perhaps.
or putting you to work in the salt mines.
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