Curiosity

Curiosity

A Poem by CRZ

Curiosity 
this got the young boy killed.
it got that unprotected man ill.
this had gotten you to reach your full potential 
it made you realize what are lifes essential 
this made you realize that world isn't there for you
it made you think that no matter how red or how healthy your heart is 
   there is always space for ... blue
this made you tattoo it in your brain to never do it again
it got you neglecting everything negative including friends 
this got me winning millions of dollars of the lottery 
it got my attention & it was from the honest me
this got me thinking and on idle 
it got my emotions dialogue on recital 
this got the person discovering a new other side 
it has you on the passenger side , while the car asks
   "Are you ready to drive?"
this got a girl with huge whole in her heart
it got this world ruined from the start
it got this world so easy on hiding the truth 
this happens because we refused . get amused
                    and get duped! 
Now you know

© 2013 CRZ


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just another of lifes many journeys great job

Posted 11 Years Ago


I like this. In the way a person might like something that they cant do, like skydive or
underwater treasure hunting. Trying to rhyme something, trying to find a word that
corresponds in length or sound, my plot usually gets lost. I do envy the ability of those
who can do this.

Very nicely written.
dana

Posted 11 Years Ago


A bleak and amusing piece. Yes, curiosity killed the cat, but it also got him to get up before an anvil fell on his head. Geez, I don't know, but it sure sounded witty a minute ago.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Many facets of curiosity. exhaustive list. Brilliant :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I like the way it unravels in a seemingly meaningless catalogue of events that actually make a great point

Posted 11 Years Ago


Starts of lines should be capitalized but again that's just some silly rule someone made up so feel free to conform or not. Also try not to switch between & and using the word "and" generally speaking spell out the word because poetry is a rhythmic reading art an people do read it out loud. At least I do.
Now this all sounds like rap to me the way it all flows, and its a great one if it is! You're saying a lot more than any one on the radio nowadays is.
Great job, the meaning behind this is hidden just enough to make you think but prominent enough so we don't have to struggle to see what you're talking about. You talk about real life things, recite them in such a beautiful way and then comment to make your point. Its a great style. Great job man but brush up on your grammar :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


I love the message.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nice. :) I like it!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


I really enjoyed this write, the flow the rhyme scheme.
I loved the opening of this write, very nicely written

Posted 11 Years Ago


I really like that opening stanza...I almost feel as though those two lines were rolling around in your head for quite some time and when you finally wrote them down the rest just flowed. Could be projecting here, though *laugh* It often works that way for me. I'm not a huge fan of rhyming poetry but this feels more like spoken word to me, so it works, you know like you might be standing on a stage somewhere just sort of putting these thoughts out there. Well done. I got a little tripped up with the cadence in a few spots, but all in all it was a pretty decent write. Thanks so much for sharing this with us.

-kimmer

Posted 11 Years Ago



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CRZ
CRZ

New York, NY



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