How many nights have I stayed awake and~Me
Pondered of my worth do I belong here
Am I different will I ever find love
Shall I never be freed from all this fear
Am I wrong or is there purpose to this
Was I created with destiny will I stay
Lost without reason to find but one kiss
Turning their backs on confidence they stray
To the darkness to hide their faces which
Society deemed not pretty enough
To be another mannequin left in the ditch
Pretty faces are never called in their bluffs
The rest to be said for you is left blank
Live how you like and in death find your rank
Had a hard time naming this one; the poem doesn't have much of a central theme. In the end I titled it "Melodrama," but I'm not quite satisfied with that.
The first quatrain deals with low self esteem and insomnia, common problems for teens nowadays.
The next three lines (Am I wrong or is there purpose to this ~ Was I created with destiny will I stay ~ Lost without reason to find but one kiss) talk of wondering about the future, and weather it is already planned out above.
The next line (Turning their backs on purity they stray) leads into the next quatrain, admittedly a fault of this sonnet.
Turning their backs on confidence they strayThese lines begin by narrating how kids who are not up to the standard set by their more popular peers lose hope in themselves, and ends with two lines that tell of the fate of the "in crowd" who build their "good" self esteems on false principles that fade as they age and are no longer good at sports and their faces lose the luster of youth.
To the darkness to hide their faces which
Society deemed not pretty enough
To be another mannequin left in the ditch
Pretty faces are never called in their bluffs
The finishing couplet is pretty clear in its meaning.
The rest to be said for you is left blank
Live how you like and in death find your rank
No matter how much good advice you get and no matter who you get it from, it's your life to live. You create your own story. But remember, what you may be able to get away with in life, you can't in death.
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I've never done this before, hope you liked it. If you'd be interested in seeing the purports to any of my other poems, let me know which one in the comments below.
Thanks for sharing the purport to your poem. It's an unusual treat to hear the poems meaning from the poet!
ReplyDeleteYour explanation suggests to me that in life we need to be real, be ourselves and value others. All the so called "advantages" and "disadvantages" we may possess are far less significant than how we relate with those around us.