poet am i in Words that Rhyme
- Feb. 26, 2015, 12:51 p.m.
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innocent poet in the mirror
look below and see me here
didn’t know this purest face
will redefine with mask in place
as I aged I left my rhymes
changed my hair, my face the times
let it go for others needs
sowed the wild, oaken seeds
wild times were up ahead
echoed goth throughout my head
went to white, black, brown and red
cursed the life chose dreads and dead
pandered on in world’s of strife
spotlight on dark slice of life
felt their eyes and played the game
found the end was just the same
found the masks a lonely one
had see what I’ve become
came to see the hidden face
was always mine that I erased
Last updated February 26, 2015
Deleted user ⋅ February 26, 2015
"Found the end was just the same " love it
invisible ink Deleted user ⋅ February 26, 2015
glad you did.
Skikkles911 ⋅ February 26, 2015
Oh Emilie Autumn!
This reminds me of some of your older poems back from OD, bit of a nostalgic feeling, I thoroughly enjoy, as always~
invisible ink Skikkles911 ⋅ February 26, 2015
well then every word was worth the effort....
ultimately you have become my barometer...
my muse and sister to my soul..... don't know what I would do without you to share with.....
Deleted user ⋅ February 26, 2015
;)
Mr. Mofo ⋅ February 26, 2015
I love your poetry...but your lack of clowns make me frown. You have not one zombie for the likes of me. It's the story of my apocalyptic life, just a bunch of strife. No vamp vixens named Trixie. No hawt vamp luvinz for meeeeeee.
invisible ink Mr. Mofo ⋅ February 26, 2015
I'll put it on my to do list.... clowns, vampires, vixens and facsimiles thereof...
invisible ink Mr. Mofo ⋅ February 26, 2015
and zombies...
Waiting For Sunrise ⋅ February 27, 2015
Beautiful last verse, hits close to home.
WomanOfSteele ⋅ February 27, 2015
"came to see the hidden face
was always mine that I erased" Love it
invisible ink WomanOfSteele ⋅ March 02, 2015
thanks....it means something to me.... not just a convenient rhyme...as does your kind words...