X My Shelf

by Sole   Apr 13, 2006


Upon my shelf of memory
Lies a box without a key
Written on the outside, see
Inscriptions, always aiding me

Upon my shelf of hope and fear
Lies a mirror, crystal clear
All I think, and all I hear
Is played again, within the sphere

Upon my shelf of constant dread
Lies a coloured, two faced lead
Often blue, helps calm my head
Sometimes turning back to red

Upon my shelf of finality
Lies an aid of liberality
Sometimes gives brutality
Helps bring me back to reality

Centre of my shelf, so true
A photograph of someone new
See the face which makes me blue
The photograph, an image of you

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  • 17 years ago

    by Alesia

    I loved the soul meaning of this poem! I didn't care all that much for the rhyming, I think you could have done better without it. All in all, It was really well penned. 4/5

    Alesia

  • 17 years ago

    by ImNotPerfect20

    Very good.. Really deep.. Flowed really well.. keep writing!

  • 17 years ago

    by Biscuit

    A very deep poem which provokes a lot of thought, nicely written and very imaginative.

    -biscuit-

  • 17 years ago

    by Shawna

    Wow!! I read it twice. It's deep!! It made me think!! Great work!! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Tainted Beauty

    I LOVED the last line, great work on this poem. I think this is one of your best! It flowed and rhymed so well, it was flawless.

    Good job

    --Steph

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