I tremble in my uncertainty
I fear the daylight
The breezes I hear around me
Make my heart beat fast
I would hide away
And conceal my faults
But I lack the courage
To hide or to speak out
I am condemned to perish
Alone and without friends
In an fierce storm
Of my own making
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What a kind comment.
What a kind comment.
Very lonely...
Do not be afraid to be who you are. Besides, you will be someone different tomorrow! I am in my seventies and I have spent seven decades finding out who I am everyday! We don't have to announce our faults to the world in order to be accepted or rejected. What we do have to do, is work on what we percieve to be our faults; not what others think they are. You will learn much about yourself during your years of life, [which I hope are many]; and should not let others tell you who to be. If you do this, you will find that in the end, you will love yourself much more. By the way, I really like the thought that was put into this. You should have a bright future as a poet if you keep writing. Welcome to Neo. ~ Geezer.
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Thank you for your kind words
Thank you for your kind words. Fear not, I am not at all lonely.
Hi Dandini, your poem is
Hi Dandini, your poem is powerful and quite grim. It sounds as if the author has had, or is having, panic attacks. Is that so? I have had these scary attacks for about 30 years, so I can emphasize, if that's what your poem is about. One's heart beats so fast!
We often feel that we have created our own storm, but that would be only partly true, as storms surround us everywhere.
I see that you're English. My parents were English, except for my father who was a Scot. They lived in England for a long time before coming to Argentina.
Welcome to Neopoet and I hope you continue to share your poems. Everybody is helpful here, like a family.
All the best, Gracy
Dear Anglo-Argentinian Gracy:
Dear Anglo-Argentinian Gracy: Thank you for your kind comment.