a pane
a glass
unbreakable glass
to hide a hurt
that will not pass
a pain behind the pane
a view
a scene
to see beyond
the pouring rain
a light so close
but not to touch
to feel or hold
it's only cold
in the pain behind the pane
a want
a need?
to shatter
not heed
the rules
to break
escape
the pain behind the pane
one second, two
is it you?
i see
i can touch
i can hold
be bold
show care
be there
no more pain behind the pane
a jolt
a bolt
awoken from the dream
i look
i glance
a glean
from the glass
the rope
the chain
that keeps
the pain behind the pane
Comments
a jolt
a bolt
awoken from the dream
i look
i glance
a glean
from the glass
Nice job you should submit you poems to litmag or something
i love your poem. its really good, i think its one of the best poems ive ever read. my favorite part is
a view
a scene
to see beyond
the pouring rain
a light so close
but not to touch
to feel or hold
it's only cold
this is a really strong poem. keep writing
hey guys and gals--thanks for the input! i've honestly enternained the idea of becoming a journalist ever since we saw that movie about steven glass, which is about when my article in the Press got published. It's cool to know i've got support for my work, the comments mean a lot!
Maybe you could try combining words and making lines into complete thoughts so it flows a little better. Because I noticed as I was reading it that it was very broken up and jagged. Good thoughts though. Nice job.