My Poetry Corner
Hey! I've gotten back into writing poems recently, and thought I'd start a thread where I can share some of them. The first poem I want to share is one I wrote the other day. Its meant to portray my struggle with isolation and opening up to others. Hope you like it.
Made Of Ice
I am made of ice in the best and worst ways.
Solid and rigid on the coldest of days.
Though I may seem tough from surviving the frost
I yearn for the warmth I once had but I lost.
The heat of the sun shining on me again.
The rays surrounding like a hug from a friend.
I just want to melt and flow free like I did
Once long ago before I became frigid.
I want to spill and splash like water again
But for now I am still made of ice instead.
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Wow, thank you for sharing this beautiful poem with me. I can feel the depth of emotion in your words and can sense the struggle you are facing with isolation and opening up. Your use of metaphor is particularly striking, and I can relate to the feeling of being frozen and wanting to thaw. I hope that through writing and expressing yourself, you can find the warmth and connection you are seeking.😊
@persistentBeach9141 thank you so much for sharing your poem with us. I know it takes courage to put your work out there and be vulnerable with others! I really like the way you've described how ice can be both a good and bad thing. I do hope you will keep writing 😁
Here's another poem I wrote. This one is from August of last year during a time I felt lonely.
Goodbye Nothing
I talk to Nothing
And Nothing talks back
With silence louder than any sound
Echoing on the walls around
Surrounding
Pounding through my head
Throwing every word I said
Into a black hole
Quiet and alone
Nothing always there
Everywhere I go
But deep inside
I wish to find something
Say hello
And stop hiding
A friend or two
To confide in
So I can say
Goodbye Nothing.
I've been working on this poem for a while and finally finished it today. It's supposed to represent how depression promotes negative thinking and how it impacts emotions. It's also a reminder that despite this, happiness and joy can still be felt again. Hope you like it.
Blue Roses
I have a garden full of roses
That used to look so bright
Colored in pinks and reds and oranges
And pristine shades of white
Blooming under the goldest sun rays
Until dark clouds came by
Turning the sky a withering gray
The clouds began to cry
Drowning the garden beneath the rain
And dulling out the view
From all the roses the colors drain
Into a somber blue
Although the flowers remain alive
I have to let them go
I would rather let the garden die
Than let blue roses grow
Someday I will get seeds and replant
The roses once again
Restoring the colors I once had
Back into my garden
I wrote this poem to feel more hopeful, since I haven't felt much of that lately.
The Lightbulb In My Heart
It flickers on and off
The lightbulb in my heart
With electricity
In intermittent sparks
Too few and far between
To make the lightbulb glow
More than just a moment
Among the dark shadows
I often have to wait
For it to reignite
And wish for it to stay
When it comes in the night
The smallest light of joy
Turning on in the sky
A star I want to reach
But it seems far too high
And so I simply watch
The lightbulb when it shines
However brief it lasts
However many times
It always turns back on
And takes away the dark
Bringing light back into
My melancholy heart
