water dripping
words are slipping
from within the empty caverns
of our souls
scramble jargon
mixed up slang
going on within our minds
we never mean for what we say
finding messy words, so often in the way
of feelings torn in screaming hearts
full of broken tears cascading down
into the vast wasteness of our lives
scattered pain
words that tear
painful hands pulling hair
upon the head of child innocent
yelling, screaming, none was spent
forever pain brands inside
causing painful emotional suicide
voices crying
tears not healing
moving onwards, echoing feelings
scrambled words tell the lies
for there are no alibis
for life
for love
is full of
painful empty
lies
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I'm not qualified to critique poetry, most of the stuff I write sucks, but for what it's worth, I liked the meter of this poem. Like you, I also like innovation with the language and the courage to take some chances with it. Nice job...
Hey, its fun to create new words....but I suppose to be correct, I must go with the standard English words. ~sigh~ **g** Glad to hear you loved this poem, John.
Despite Robert's extensive knowledge regarding a new word from you Bev, lol, I liked this a lot.
I especially liked this, "scrambled words tell the lies for there are no alibis"
Although despite the fact it is true, reading alone it does not sound quite right, in the poem though it fits in well. I LOVE the line infact.
Or was that IN FACT?
Anyway, enough of my insane rambling, the bottom line is this Bev, COOL WRITING!