A Poem by DrewBerry

A self explanatory piece about maintaining the facade of strength.


Call it pride nor predjudice I maintain the facade. 

So weak, afraid and flawed.

Broken and bent, not quite spent.

This whirlwind that changes the songs.


Not the snobbery of pretense, no that would be shallow

To worship the tangible things.

Having it all, sacrifice for the long hall.

Missing that flight on the wings.


The fear of being seen.

No looks in the eyes, please.

You might see the storm and the rain.

Keep your eye on the smile, maintained for a while.

But someday you may see my pain.

© 2008 DrewBerry

Author's Note

Photo credit: www.moillusions.com/2007/01

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missing that flight on the wings. Very lyrical this one. Well done...resonant poetry

Posted 12 Years Ago

This is wonderful Drew, your really getting into your stride :)
Nice to see
Love how your merging the artwork photography with your work too


Posted 12 Years Ago

Wonderfully done as always sweetie.


Posted 12 Years Ago

Thanks Poet - I appreciate your faithful and thoughtful reviews. One of these days when time allows, I will return.

~ Bless ~

Posted 12 Years Ago

This is absolutely awesome! I love it. You describe so well the facade and the face that people see and then the real pain that lies behind it all. You did a great job expressing the emotion.

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on October 4, 2008
Last Updated on October 14, 2008



Nashville, TN

I am younger than my years. a Southerner. Christian. adventurous. a little crazy. funny. a cynical idealist. romantic. love everyone. am an advid photographer. a wanna be writer. music lover. hard wor.. more..


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