Dig, Dig And Dig

Dig, Dig And Dig

A Chapter by Rose

I fall to the ground
With all my shovels and spades
Trying every one
To see if it is strong enough,
To break through the hard rock and dirt
Digging a hole so deep,
I feel completely swallowed inside,
The hole taller then me,
I after climb a ladder,
To pull myself out,

To drag and pull my tired body
No energy left in me
Time wasted and wasted
Endless digging in the hole
Searching for you
My treasure of gold

I longed for you so much
I wouldn't think of giving up
And throw away my hard work
My desperate hands
Grab the soil
Toss and throw in the air
Like gold showering over me

I breath heavy
As soil landed on my head
Dropped down my face
If somebody else wants you
I hope I win the race
I lay stressed
In the hole next to a mountain
A mountain of soil
I have dug up

But I won't stop yet
This hole gets deeper
Then the mountain will get bigger
Deep within me
I go hysterical
Screaming I can't live without the treasure
My mind fixed
Not one thought did I have,
then anything but the treasure

Not one thought
Would pull me away
Stop me digging
And leave my body to rest
Rushing through my head,
Was the treasure waiting to be found
My tired eyes won't sleep
Not for a second
Without what I want
Continously my drained body,
Will dig all night
Exhausted, tired and worn out
But waiting and waiting
Is the treasure stuck underground

© 2012 Rose

Author's Note

Some people find this difficult to heave this into reality. It is easy, trust me just think about what would you do if you were standing in a spot of a hidden treasure.

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Everyone's treasure is different and we have to fight for it if we really want it. Your poem brings an excellent sense of the struggle that going for the treasure brings.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Never stop digging. Treasure is there for us all to find.

Posted 10 Years Ago

this was brilliant work, and i really loved this. you've used wonderful words and description here. correct me if i'm wrong, but you've used a good analogy here for love, it's really unique and also appropriate. however:
"I breath heavy
As soil landed on my head"
it should be "I breathe heavily...' or something like that,..
anyway great job!!

Posted 10 Years Ago

This was amazing, I didn't think it was difficult to heave this into reality at all. You use wonderful imagery ^_^
Great write.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Great poem. Never give up fighting for what you believe in. I've been fighting for 32 years and it's never stopped me. Sometimes you feel like you're digging a huge hole that you'll never get out of and hey presto someone throws you a stepladder to help you out. It's tough, but if it's worth having, it's worth fighting for Rosie ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago

I love your concept and especially how you work in through it. Brrrilliant choice of words, they're simple and suit the theme. Great write, kudos. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago

treasure. It can be many different things to many different people. Treasure for me that I would dig and dig for would be love and peace. Some search for many but for me it is love and peace. This is a great metaphor that many people will see differently for you didn't say what your treasure was and that is a great way to write this poem. the flow of this poem is easily read and nicely done. good work on this poem that makes you think.

Posted 10 Years Ago

this poem reminds of a search for love, digging past all the players, and people who are just not right for you, all in hopes of finding the one among the many. It is tireless work that often goes without rewards. Good write.

Posted 10 Years Ago

You use good analogies here: the gold, the digging, the mountain. This elevates the poem above so many others that profess true love and longing. Good work.

Posted 10 Years Ago

"Digging a hole so deep, I feel swallowed inside." That's a good way to sum it all up. The emotion is strong throughout and the buried treasure metaphor is a good one. Like it.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on July 14, 2010
Last Updated on June 28, 2012



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