shattered

I shall start with a poem by Emily Dickinson....she has become my muse for poetry.

"Back from the cordial Grave I drag thee
He shall not take thy Hand
Nor put his spacious arm around thee
That none can understand" ~e.d.

Have a listen as you read, if you would like. This video is beautiful as well.


'This mirror here holds no reflection
The image is there; it ceases connection

I ball up my fists as tight as can be
I shatter this mirror before I can see

My fists all bloody and full of pain
My eyes are streaming as steady rain

Inside my true self howls at the moon
No one to hear; all alone in this tomb

My shell suit I wear, is way too proud,
To let out a scream may be too loud.'

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'As I look to the sky to find a way
The clouds emerge and all turn grey

My heart quickly falls away from its place
Wretched pain sits and shows no face

Loneliness surely wraps around
It is a silence that carries no sound

Every single fiber wants to be free
My eyes crack and shatter, now I can't see

This hollow being sits all alone
No more, no longer.....the brain is now blown.'

peace and love
~nat~

I thought that was a lovely poem. Very nice touch with clip

That's a nice poem nat. I can relate.

Ah, I really liked this! I got a soft spot for Emily myself, and I do think you share a bit of her style, your words were simple but the beauty came with the purity of your simplicity. That is really hard to do IMO. It is the less is more approach, and it gives every word more power I think. Thanks for sharing!

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I like alot of your work, especially this one, with the music in the background - i actually felt very sad and moved after this, and could relate the sorrow, pain and loneliness to myself. and although hard to admit i nearly shattered a tear - thats powerfull Nat
You should be doin this all day long

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Thanks for your kind words. My poetry def comes from deep within. And my best poetry is when I'm really down. I haven't been down lately, I've actually been really happy. I still write. A lot of my poems recently are too personal to share
Thanks for reading and I'm glad you like it.

-nat