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Through the Windowpane

Contributed by Vitreous_Soul on Monday, 24th November 2003 @ 12:16:16 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Cross legged I sit on the floor
No one's here, i've locked the door
Chin resting on the window sill
Watching the world i'm cast from still

I swipe my hand to wipe away the dirt
Light breaks through as I gaze upon the hurt
In silent anger I stare and obsess
At all the things i'll never possess

As I sip once more from my envenomed cask
There's one more question I have to ask

Where were you
When you heard the window shatter
Was anyone there
When my hand smashed the mirror

Catatonic on the window sill
Steadily and rapidly losing my will
In this calmness desire is so loud
My faint reflection is nearly part of the crowd

Laid out before me, it's my hand of cards
What I need diffracting in the pieces and shards
My face is cracked, I can see it all
Spider webbed glass begins to fall

Where were you
When you heard the window shatter
Was anyone there
When my hand smashed the mirror

Vitreous is my soul, broken body knows no pain
My eyes are blurred from glass particle rain
Fragments rebounding everything I see
Fragments in place of what I used to be

In stillness I sit on the cold floor
No one listens on the other side of the door
Blood and glass on the window sill
Shattered remnants of a faded will

Where were you
When you heard the window shatter
Was anyone there
When my hand smashed the mirror
(What does it matter)




Copyright © Vitreous_Soul ... [ 2003-11-24 00:16:16]
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Re: Through the Windowpane (User Rating: 1 )
by ponyboy on Monday, 24th November 2003 @ 12:29:59 AM AEST
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great imagery and well written.


Re: Through the Windowpane (User Rating: 1 )
by EmSal on Monday, 24th November 2003 @ 06:54:23 AM AEST
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Wow! I love this...wow this was excellent...I can feel the pain...I can relate to this pain...an excellent write. Just gotta say wow again...cause this was great. Thanks for sharing. Take care.

Emma.


Re: Through the Windowpane (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Monday, 24th November 2003 @ 12:25:18 PM AEST
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Dear Dan.
This write really touched my heart and soul.
I've had so many experiences in my life....where it was truly broken glass, no one could ever put it back together again. And of course when I read you poem...I heard another song, and in my heart I was singing...7 years of bad luck when you break a mirror....Oh, Dan you will never be able to understand...but when you can write poetry like this...what a wonderful way of helping others to see truly what Vitreous Soul we will be before we die. You can't trust in man for anything to rely. I gave you "5" it was marvelously alive. And touched me deeply
Thank you Dan.
ConSue


Re: Through the Windowpane (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Monday, 19th January 2004 @ 12:35:05 PM AEST
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This just calls to me. So much hurt and pain.

"I swipe my hand to wipe away the dirt
Light breaks through as I gaze upon the hurt
In silent anger I stare and obsess
At all the things i'll never possess"

Beautiful sad imagery.....

Kie


Re: Through the Windowpane (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 23rd March 2004 @ 05:50:58 PM AEST
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Now this is a poem! A poem I like, admire and respect. Genuinely emotional, expressive and tumultuous - you've made me feel the way you felt when you envisioned/felt this, with the falling, swirling memory/life shards in cascade.
Excellent expressive poem.
One more reason to return to browse through your windowpane . . .




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