clueless
20-01-2009, 10:26 PM
i had to write a list poem
so i did a list of things in my wardrobe.... kinda lol
first bit is worse than second i think. i just did the second half as i did the first at school when i wasnt really concentrating.
So many vivid memories trapped inside but open to anyone who dares
The picturesque flowering field dampened by the painful sobs of family I have never even seen
Dark like the pupil of the eye, a garment forced to wear in respect for the long gone
I would never wear this dress again, unless a traumatic family outing ends in disaster once more
For now it will stay hidden away.
Church bells ringing in my ear as the finest silk runs through my fingertips
The explosion of nerves to get my duty to perfection
A day for all except the tired infant howling at the back
Ignored for the fancy displays and canapays
An expensive item, once more, I'll probably never wear it again.
A burst of colour and life
The straw skirt feels as cheap as it looks
With a blossoming garland to match, my mask is revealed
Looking around seeing who is who
The ones with as little as possible, who could be anyone
Then those who went all out, they could be anyone too though
I'll save this for another occasion.
Arising, rubbing the sleep from the sleeping eyes
Reluctantly getting out but secretely staying in a dark, dangerous dream but it's better than this by far
Each year they shrink as you grow but they still stay
Unlike anything else, plain and restrciting, blue and grey
But they stay, they stay with everyone else too
Although we aren't prisoners we wear our uniform.
More funerals, weddings, fancy dresses and school days are to come, so I keep them all.
I don't like to chuck memories away.
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btw sorry if i posted this in wrong section
so i did a list of things in my wardrobe.... kinda lol
first bit is worse than second i think. i just did the second half as i did the first at school when i wasnt really concentrating.
So many vivid memories trapped inside but open to anyone who dares
The picturesque flowering field dampened by the painful sobs of family I have never even seen
Dark like the pupil of the eye, a garment forced to wear in respect for the long gone
I would never wear this dress again, unless a traumatic family outing ends in disaster once more
For now it will stay hidden away.
Church bells ringing in my ear as the finest silk runs through my fingertips
The explosion of nerves to get my duty to perfection
A day for all except the tired infant howling at the back
Ignored for the fancy displays and canapays
An expensive item, once more, I'll probably never wear it again.
A burst of colour and life
The straw skirt feels as cheap as it looks
With a blossoming garland to match, my mask is revealed
Looking around seeing who is who
The ones with as little as possible, who could be anyone
Then those who went all out, they could be anyone too though
I'll save this for another occasion.
Arising, rubbing the sleep from the sleeping eyes
Reluctantly getting out but secretely staying in a dark, dangerous dream but it's better than this by far
Each year they shrink as you grow but they still stay
Unlike anything else, plain and restrciting, blue and grey
But they stay, they stay with everyone else too
Although we aren't prisoners we wear our uniform.
More funerals, weddings, fancy dresses and school days are to come, so I keep them all.
I don't like to chuck memories away.
COMMENTS :arrow:
btw sorry if i posted this in wrong section