A Poem begins with a lump in the throat…

Due to bad weather and the lack of a tripod (yes, I forgot to get one from home :P) I haven’t got many outfits to show at the moment, so I thought I’d share some more poetry ๐Ÿ™‚ I really like to hear your opinions on my poems, good or bad, so please tell me what you think!! Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚

A Song says it all…

There’s a song we both know,
I know all the words.
It holds a bold message,
It strikes to my heart.

Every word that she says
Seems to say how I feel.
From the pain in her heart
To the future she sees.

I used not to think it,
I used to be selfish;
That I was the most important.
Now I am changed.

I am happy for you
If you are happy in life.
I hate to see you sad.
One day that’ll be me too.

The song we both know
Runs though my head most days.
I listen to it, believe it
And I hope you know what I mean.
(Written Sept 2011)

The Emptiness Inside

Somewhere deep inside
Is an emptiness.
I know not where,
I know not why,
But I know for sure it is there.

In times on my own,
Reading a book,
Maybe collecting my thoughts,
It surfaces.
It makes me feel alone.

I know I am surrounded.
There are friends all around.
But at that moment
Nothing matters.
Only darkness engulfs me.

I used never to shed a tear,
Would be amazed if I did.
Now, hardly a day passes.
I can’t quite say why,
But it always feels real.

That sense of loneliness,
It’s overwhelming.
As if part of me is missing.
I used to treasure ‘me time’,
Now it crushes.

The emptiness deep inside,
One day will go
As quickly as it came.
A constant feeling in my heart
Of being complete.
(Written at the end of Sept 2011, feeling a bit homesick I think!)

I have to just say, when I wrote that second poem, there was a lot going on, with it being my first full week back in Bangor. Now that I have been home for a weekend, and things have settled down, this sounds like it relates to a completely different person. Hopefully, I won’t go back to that place!

‘Poetry should… should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.’ ย ~John Keats
(Quote in title by Robert Frost)


About awishisarainbow

I have recently finished my degree in Linguistics, and now living back in Mid Wales facing the real world. I love to travel and take photographs. However, I spend more time making clothes and jewellery, and just generally filling my wardrobe with all the colours of the rainbow!!
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One Response to A Poem begins with a lump in the throat…

  1. yeeeeed says:

    I’m so pleased you no longer feel like you did when you wrote The Emptiness Inside – as moving as the poem is, I prefer a happy Liza ๐Ÿ™‚

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