This poem was originally an activity given by our English teacher, and the title quite says it all. It is about a poem that represents who you are, who you really are deep inside. Here, I visualized myself as a sentimental person (in other words, “emo,” but not too much), because that’s what I think who I really am inside, although it doesn’t show outside (sometimes, it shows.) Yeah, I know most of my poems are excessively metaphorical, but that’s who I really am; like super metaphorical.
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O, I! The cold in crystal war
The entity in frozen clime
Thy heart’s plunged in oceans afar
Like souls whose tears clinging in time
O, I! The flames in tempest storm
The fires that cry in multitude
Thy heart’s distorted, without form
Yet still lives on in solitude
O, I! The gold in shining night
The gems doth flow in river’s hand
Thy heart must go to desert’s flight
And bury thyself in the sand
O, I! The touch in loving will
The soft embrace in chaos rage
Thy life hath gone perfectly still
But mem’ries lay in books of age
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
