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OP - September 23, 2014, 06:29 PM

So I have been going through some rocky times,
I would like to post poems I write during this time in this thread

My Porcelain Doll

She sat in the corner, like a still porcelain doll
Like another picture, just draped on the wall
Beautiful from afar, her skin looked smooth
Her eyes, large, black, but glazed over, like a doll

The picture of perfection, she appeared to be
From the outside she was everything
Everything they wanted her to be
The act, hardened her, to a pointless perfection

Don’t get too close, you’ll see the cracks
You’ll feel the sharp roughness
Of her seemingly smooth skin
You will see, only her eyes remain dead

Don’t touch her, you will feel the cracks
In her porcelain skin, and she will fall
To pieces before your eyes
Revealing all that was hidden, for too long

For she is not a doll
She is not perfect,
She is not broken
She does not need to be fixed

All she is, is human
Hiding behind a mask of deception
A deception they want
A deception for survival

A deception that ate away
The fire burning inside of her
Until she become still
Like My porcelain doll

"I Knew who I was this morning, but I've changed a few times since then." Alice in wonderland

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Reply #1 - September 23, 2014, 10:18 PM

Nice

The tempo/beat of it increases as the poem goes on. Is that deliberate? I haven't seen that too often...

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Reply #2 - September 23, 2014, 11:00 PM

Well poemed. This is from fellow poemer.

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Reply #3 - October 23, 2014, 11:54 AM

THE FALL

Been pushed around, thrown around
Forced to the ground, trampled on
She pushed away, screamed, threw her fists in the air
No one seemed to care

Been ignored, frowned upon
Glared at, manipulated
They want control, they want her
A version they created

But she remains, through the tears
Through the fight, through the bullying
She remains who she is
Even though her heart in aching

So they push and they push
Till there is no where left to push
Till the ground beneath her is as hard
As rock, and her back as tough

And she looks up in anger
And stands up tall
Brushing away the dirt
They covered her in
This is it
She will scream
This is how I shall be
And proudly she will turn

And she will walk away
From them all
And never look back
Not ever submitting to those

That made her fall.

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Reply #4 - November 21, 2014, 07:25 AM

Expressionless

Her face is like a blank canvas
While her mind is splattered
With a mess of thoughts
She edges to the corner

The thoughts shoved aside
Built up frustrations
Her mind screams
But she remains expressionless

So much goes unsaid
She wants to tell them
Yet she can’t find the words
Yet she’s afraid

Because once she lets loose
All that is inside of her
She will lose them all
But at least they will know

Maybe she feels
Unlucky
Afraid
Alone

But they should know
Who she really is
She should stop hiding
Yet she knows

That who she is
And who they want her to be
Will never be the same
So she remains
Expressionless

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Reply #5 - November 21, 2014, 07:50 AM

Very emotive, thought-provoking stuff Purely x

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Reply #6 - November 21, 2014, 05:55 PM

Thanks

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Reply #7 - November 21, 2014, 07:57 PM

liking it. Very emotive. Keep it up.

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