(LR) R.I.P.
R.I.P
Because of what my poem contained,
words which could be filled with vain.
But also could be understood as a different way
of a man acting as being good.
Censored by decisions taken,
because of who can read my way of thinking.
Can not and will not be at ease,
before I told why I am not pleased.
Poems are riddles of the mind,
free to express what is yours and mine.
No borderlines could be crossed,
a text can contain what you once lost.
That is why I now decide,
to treasure the poem that I have to hide.
And as a reminder why I wrote it,
I feel that the parents still are the one
who have to guard with what their children
....grow up with.
“Written for a erased poem”
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Tuimelaar: | Vrijdag, februari 02, 2007 22:23 |
| poems are riddles of the mind make you laugh, make you cry not everyone can understand what''s hidden behind and between the words... that''s what makes us real poets ;) |
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| cosmicdoom: | Donderdag, november 30, 2006 22:39 |
| alle begrip.... mooi hoor,groetjes Jurgen | |
| MizzTeaQ: | Dinsdag, november 28, 2006 20:29 |
| Prachtige inhoud , beetje wrang maar prachtig weten te verwoorden. Liefs en succes! |
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| I am me: | Dinsdag, november 28, 2006 16:58 |
| mooi hoor | |
| milamber: | Dinsdag, november 28, 2006 16:41 |
| Ik heb het idee dat je engels een beetje geforceerd is, niet perse erg slecht, maar het komt de kracht van je gedicht denk ik niet echt ten goede. | |
| Dylirium: | Dinsdag, november 28, 2006 16:38 |
| Gedicht ging over de goed heilig man "maar meer op een volwassen manier".....redactie alle begrip voor de beslissing.....maar...... Groetjes xxx |
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| Auteur: Dylirium | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 november 2006 | ||
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