This is the difference between me and your reality

This is the difference between me and your reality

A Poem by ICE
"

An old poem of mine

"

After thought out drafts

And revisions

Its all down

And out of my head

Not weighing me down.

Allowing me to transcend

The skin I sleep in.

Every moment of waking

To the concious thought of you

Making it all worthwhile.

Knowing its the end and begining

To everything.

So this is the difference between

Me and your reality.

Cosmically played out

In a time signature I can't even begin

To fathom.

Swirling about in a kaleidoscope

Of notes and words

I can't understand

But they pass on me a feeling.

A feeling that I should know...

Only because you told me so.

So this is the difference between me and your reality.

After thought out drafts and revisions

Its all out of my head

Not weighing me down

Allowing me to transcend this skin I sleep in.

© 2009 ICE


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This poem defines what it is to be excited about life; the looking forward and pressing on, and smiling,
and allowing all unknown tears to be present when necessary, of course, but never weighed down, transcend to an existence of a certain secret where nothing else matters but what's inside; great emotions and feeling of bliss, in love.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Right away the title grabbed my attention. There's a lot of great imagry in here:

"In a time signature I can't even begin
To fathom.

Swirling about in a kaleidoscope
Of notes and words"

Comparing life to a kaleidoscope captured me and reminded me of lifes excitement, about how it's filled with colour and life. This is one of those poems that makes you happy to be alive and experiencing the world around you.

Loved it, you have a talent and I hope you continue to use it!

Posted 10 Years Ago


This poem defines what it is to be excited about life; the looking forward and pressing on, and smiling,
and allowing all unknown tears to be present when necessary, of course, but never weighed down, transcend to an existence of a certain secret where nothing else matters but what's inside; great emotions and feeling of bliss, in love.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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I'm a brooding poet who has been writing since middle school. My writing has a tendency of being rather dark...and I like it that way. I am female who is 20 years old and I'm currently in colle.. more..

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