CLOSED BOOK

REMAINING LONELY BUT NOT ALONE
ALWAYS HIDDEN INSIDE YOURSELF
NOT A BOOK EASILY READ,
AMONG THE ROWS OF TITLES ON A SHELF

WHAT DOES THE COVER SAY?
IS IT THE KEY TO WHAT'S INSIDE?
OR DOES THE OUTLINE BEGIN TO EXPLAIN
SOME OF THE TRUTHS? ANY OF THE LIES?

PERSPECTIVE LOST IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS
CONFUSING TO SAY THE LEAST
UNTIL YOU LOOK AT SOME CHOSEN PAGES
THE ONES THAT HAVE A CORNER CREASED

 

COVERED IN COMPLACENCY
TOO MANY WORDS LEFT UNSAID
TO ANYONE BUT YOURSELF
BOOK REMAINING STILL UNREAD

 

 

Reviews

[The Grammar Nazi]

Nice write. As with everything I've read of yours, this is very well penned. I don't quite understand the use of caps, but I like it nonetheless. Great work.

[Emily B]

I found myself in books for many years. I hid there. Unwilling to step out in the light of day. One day I found my words--and that has made all the difference.

I can identify with this closed book very well.

[holly]

I looked in on you yesterday and found this poem, which moved me so much I didn't know immediately what to say about it. This can and does apply to many of us, I think, on any given day. Those last four lines reveal how we waste our selves in hiding. A fine concept and well carried out.

[ganymeder]

What a great poem! I think the metaphor is lovely.

This is my favorite part...
>UNTIL YOU LOOK AT SOME CHOSEN PAGES
THE ONES THAT HAVE A CORNER CREASED

[Omar]

"REMAINING LONELY BUT NOT ALONE"

Lonely but not alone. Beautiful. Physically--not alone. Spiritually--lonely.

Sometimes, I can really be that unread book you're talking about. But mostly, the poem reminded me of my father. It sums up a lot of my family members actually. Maybe because it's common in my family that I tend to be magnetically drawn to such a horrid lifestyle. Supressing the pain and anguish. Pretending, pretending, pretending. You feel like you're drowning in your own private ocean. Suffocating on your own little feelings. The pain is unbearable, but you're that stubborn "CLOSED BOOK." A nice topic for poetry. A disease which plagues many people, and a demon which we all try to break away from. We all work our way out of it. I know I did.

[Raven Held]

Very nice characterisation of subject matter. Yet, somehow, the regularity in rhyme makes him/her so predictable - and then not.

Complexity of character could be further expanded on. But all in all, a fine piece of work. Thanks for sharing! :)

Loves,
Raven