Who You Were - Stolen Like a Thief

When we write about each other in the heat of anger our words are forever. How do you wish to be remembered?

With silent words you scream aloud upon the pages like broken glass
Ruined relationships sigh like dark winds and kiss me hard
Can you not rise up from the plains of your misunderstandings
Take this opportunity to hold your pen’s tongue
In a higher form of regard

Among these dark trodden flowers there is much for you to lose
Do you wish to be remembered by your mind’s reflection
To reveal the finest flavor of your poet’s dreams and desires
Or have your feelings of resentment be analyzed
By our future generations

Your silent words will dance aloud upon the pages of your history
Listen to them screaming out to you to for some relief
More sudden than a mere thought can race across your mind
Your silent words will become part of the future
Who you were, stolen like a thief

Author's Note

We read the poetry of classic poets and we hold them in high regard. We form opinions of them as people by what we read. When we write about each other in the heat of anger our words are forever. How do you wish to be remembered?

Reviews

[E.V. Black]

You make your point quite strongly, and I do quite agree with it. I will have to counter by saying that not all poetry is perfect. It is meant to be an expression of human life and emotions. If we weren't to have emotion, like anger, in our poetry, then what exactly would it be? I think that some anger in poetry is good. It gives an insight into the humanity of the writer.

Absolutely stellar. I couldn't have done this as well. :)

[realmwriter]

I wish to be remmeberd in a poem such as what I just read. This is very intriuging poem, well written, I loved it.

[☯]

You can make such a simple though or feeling into an amazing and abstract poem. I think the thoughts you've written down and the opinions you've created were so straightforward and also very strong. I would really have to think of something to answer the question you posed, but I absolutely loved reading this :)

[Lily Mae]

With all that gets done in said in the heat of the moment, your question hits home. There's so much mud slinging we forget what we're here for poetry, creativity of story's, books.. When it turns dirty and childish I choose not to read... I don't have the time or energy to waste on it..xx Thank you Neva..x

[Audrey Howitt]

Your poem provokes so much thoughtfulness Neva. The question of who we are and how we want to be remembered and what we feel we must say before we pass into dust--powerful questions. Wonderful poem Neva!

[unknown]

Very inspirational....I say we should not place an assumption about writers, but just enjoy what is written and gain our own meaning/interpretation from them. After all, as writers it takes alot for us to share our experiences especially sad, dark, depressing, gloomy ones with the world. Great poem :)

[Sukriti Suki]

ohh nice one!! Do I want to be remembered by my mind's reflection...made me think..very nice.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

When words are spoken they may disapear with our breath but the heart never forgets... we must think before we speak. A lovely poem.

[Aidz]

Wow the opening stanza said so much and such wonderful use of words, now this a great scribe

Actually it could stand by itself with its wonderous imagery

[Art]

our thoughts are like concrete...cemented within the pages of our heart and soul...when we write they are cemented and exposed...so why not write poetics as though we already know everyone who reads them will remember us...even when we are no longer here...nice work Neva...