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Silent Echoes of a mind mind
Silent echoes of a mind
mind
Dancing flowers of our thoughts
Up and down yee playful hop
Lighting darkness Life has wrought
Beauty that commands time stop,
When the darkness of my night
Scares away my will to fight
To you flowers I hold tight
For thee flowers are my knights,
My Mind, Echoes, Silently.
To the darkness of my nights
Voice of shadows ever vile,
My lens that twists all good sights
Fires fueled with the bile
Of the thoughts that devils breath
Thoughts of hatred, wrath, and greed
Of these breaths one reigns over
To this thought the others praise
Thoughts of life ending sober,
Life, no more, in darkness’ rays
My Mind, Echoes, Silently.
Other thoughts I hear yee too
Thoughts of needing others light
Beams in my mask, I look through
My true self, hidden, in fright
To these thoughts I say to thee
“Although true, away with thee!”
Locked and guarded is my mask
With two friends, are keys trusted,
These two only, have a pass
Fakes, by my guards are busted,
Showing their true colors at last,
Fearful my mask stays in place,
Lying, forever with grace,
My Mind, Echoes, Silently.
To these thoughts that are silent
Yet so very loud the same
My Echo in sweet lament
Pain filled Daggers to my brain
But these daggers do not kill
It tears my thoughts like a game
Tears whose reme-dy’s not pills,
These tears will last in my mind,
Everlasting throughout time,
But alas my thoughts unwind,
Echoes, silent, in my mind.
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How’d you interpret it? What did it mean to you? How did it make you feel? What do you think the poem was about?
This poem is about some of my unspoken thoughts I have in my head with a little hyperbole here and there. I wanted to start off happy because I generally am a happy and out going person. Having said that as I continued further in the poem I wrote about my darker thoughts that I keep secret. The tempo in the poem tells a story in itself. It starts of skipping like a bunny but as the poem goes on it grows dissonant. Pondering more on my thoughts they grow more melancholy and the echo starts clashing on itself ending the up and down tempo.