Should I smile or Frown? The shadow


As I sit in the empty chair that many craved,
Wanted to occupy in the evening sun,
I am happy to watch the blazing sun fade,
The small shrub shoots push the soil up like a gun.

They sing the song of joy,
To the eyes that never cry,
And a cry that never hurts,
Just temper tantrum for attention,
And they are happy!
None know the fate befall!
In the distance, the kittens cry for milk,
As if
The world is made of milk!

They know not the fate befall!
Wallowing in the world of oblivion,
With blond mind and no vision!
Should I sing?
Sing the Sunday school rhymes in my seat?
Why did I avidly admire!
The rhythm in my mind!
Mmh...! It was ...

I have fought the bears,
And the lions,
And the cheetahs
And the elephants!
I have climbed Everest!
Dived in the triangle of Bermuda, Broken out
From the prisons of Alcatraz, embraced
The heat of the death valley of California
Survived the fall of the Niagara falls
Even bathed in the salts hell in Danakil!
But I sit!
As though the fate befall came with
The setting sun,
And the moving clock, and the
Aging days!

I sit and watch the young cry that
World is wild!
One lost a milk tooth and wanted
To curse the sun, and the other missed a meal
And wanted to slaughter the father's herd in anger.
Repose and grow young ones,
Grow the thorns to ward off birds of seeds; young bush,
Repose and grow, young lamb,
Grow horns big to bang the stray dog
One that stalks at your young one!
Repose and grow, junior,
And one day, you will sit in this very seat,
And the sight of the mirror
With the young wailing at the spilt milk
Will be a sight of wonder!

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30 Responses to “ Single poem ”

  1. josh jenkens says:

    Amazing piece

  2. Leann says:

    I’m 34 with four adopted children and I love watching them play and reminiscing my childhood that went by way too fast

  3. Leann says:

    I’m always finding different ways to cope through poetry and improving my writing skills but I love this piece you shared

  4. Brandon Mann says:

    thank you

  5. Cheryl Strait says:

    Thank you all very much.

  6. Mary Cheyne says:

    I identify with many of the sentiments in this poem. I like the practical aspects of being female but need to be outside. Iris difficult to be view as something other than fitting the mold.

  7. Elizabeth Pinkhasov says:

    Oh my gosh! I didn’t expect so many people to reply to my poem, thank you SO MUCH!!!!! It brings me so much joy that a young poet like me can inspire people of all ages!

  8. Lola Green says:

    Wondrously done!

  9. denton says:

    wait who’s poem are we talking about

  10. Zipper Wheel says:

    Short poems are brilliant and difficult to master. The greatest talent is saying more with less, saying more than personal experience, saying something irrefutably human. I should practice this more myself, but I find it a greater treasure to me to create lyrics than to free myself and others with beautiful concise truths.

  11. Megha Chatterjee says:

    I think that such poems can beautifully say a lot of things that cannot be verbally explained to people. The way your friends or relationships hurt you, a pen and paper and a poetic mind can reduce your pain. I love the power of poem writing process..

  12. April Duboce says:

    Angelique, this is bold, descriptive and beautiful. I am very sorry for the pain you went through and are still experiencing. I was raped for 4 1/2 months after my amputation. Stay strong, keep writing and know you are loved by people you don’t even know. You are a strong and courageous woman, deserving of kind and respectful love. I pray this happens for you. I will try to upload my poem about abuse to my page. Sending you hugs, strength and love.

  13. April Duboce says:

    Stacy, this is beautiful. I hear and see the meaning beneath. To heal together with this wounded bird. I can tell you have an incredibly loving soul. I wish I could meet you.

  14. April Duboce says:

    Michael, this is so very special. The love between a son and a mother is different, yet strong. I’m thrilled you had such a wonderful Mom. Your vulnerability and the integrity of this poem tell me enough about your character.You ARE a good man

  15. Merton Pajibo says:

    Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to read my poem. I appreciate your constructive criticism.

  16. Kristina Karki says:

    Can you guys rate my poems?

  17. vivid emotions says:

    awesome

  18. Kellie Parks says:

    Incredible ! Good job

  19. Aisha.Hasan says:

    This was great

  20. Aisha.Hasan says:

    Would you read my poems. Merci

  21. M.CHANDRASENA RAJESWARAN says:

    The poem Tortured Soul is poignant to torture the reader’s soul!

  22. Stephen Brownfield says:

    This is a heart felt piece and speaks to my soul, as it makes me feel you soul.

  23. Ross Mitchell says:

    Thank everyone who commented on my poem, but with so many liking my poem, how did my poem get knocked down to 3 instead of a five

  24. MK says:

    I am a new writer, but I’ve been old. I’m great at writing, so I would love it if everyone would help me by rating my poems.

  25. Sara Naquin says:

    Love it!!

  26. Sara Naquin says:

    Love it!! I like how you expressed your words. Your very much heard!

  27. Ayushi Srivastava says:

    Thank you everyone for your appreciation ..I am a student so I am trying to improve my writing skills.

  28. Ayushi Srivastava says:

    Hey! I wrote it..don’t try to do that

  29. Leyla Ahmed says:

    I love this.

  30. Raven Moonshadow says:

    No you did not. Not this one. I have my intellectual property rights reserved.

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My poem features a shadow as a metaphor for the inevitable fate that awaits everyone, regardless of their age, achievements, or experiences. The shadow also represents the contrast between the innocence of youth and the wisdom of age, as well as the dark side of human nature that lurks behind the surface. I was inspired to write this poem by observing the different generations around me, and how they cope with the challenges and joys of life. I wanted to capture the feelings of nostalgia, regret, pride, and hope that come with growing older and wiser