Repression

by LiveMyLifeOnALullaby   Jan 13, 2010


A rose sits along a dry dusty sidewalk
Concealed by the strapping cement
Unable to flaunt its crimson petals
Unable to show its true splendor.

A rose cries; overpowered above the grey sidewalk
It cannot extend its roots deeper into the rich soil
But it is still able to shine as a cherry-red rose
In a large hollow world.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Shinobi

    Such a deep poem that simply took my breath away. The metaphore hear was the main attraction for me, the red rose, which cannot express it's full meaning on a cold cemented floor. Although there were no rhymes, the image you created there was greater than words. All the beauty in the world is blocked in our days by the grey and cold world. Our society, the cold and grey cement, blocks our sight from such marvels.

    Nothing less than perfection 5/5

  • 14 years ago

    by Chelsey

    "A rose cries; overpowered above the grey sidewalk
    It cannot extend its roots deeper into the rich soil"

    ^^ Best part of the whole poem! That was awesome imagery!...This poem I'd say is very unique..I like it short and simple, but I bet you'd do great even extending it and being more descriptive. Either way this was just awesome! Great job!

  • 14 years ago

    by SolemnWish

    Dont change a thing. That was great. And THANK YOU, finally a break from the common rhyme scheme and traditional poetry, great job. 5/5

  • 14 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    I loved the beauty in this piece. I wouldn't change a thing. The imagery is flawless and so is the story you tell. Very easy to understand and to relate to. It isn't too long or short. You didn't throw in a bunch of huge words hoping that would be enough. You took your assignment and turned it into a masterpiece. Very nice work. Nik

  • 14 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    This was good, i liked it because its quite a hopeful poem, and when we are in dark times, feeling like the rose stuck on the sidewalk, full of greys and darkness and no colours, we think there is no hope.

    "A rose cries; overpowered above the grey sidewalk
    It cannot extend its roots deeper into the rich soil"

    those lines stood out to me, i relate to them as being " its me against the world" feelings. it shows the desperation of wanting to be better, bigger, to grow. excellent!

    i thought your ending was fantastic, and as the poem started with the heavy deep beginning, the ending was more uplifting and hopeful....
    "But it is still able to shine as a cherry-red rose
    In a large hollow world." ... its like saying you can never beat me.

    i thought this was great. good flow and didnt drag. i enjoyed the read, thanks.

    5/5 xxx