A Poem (or any piece of writing) is a part of the author's soul

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Sadeyes, Jan 19, 2007.

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  1. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    I am sure there have been many unintentional oversights when using another author's work in this forum, but I ask, not only as a poet and a writer, but also as a researcher whose work was almost stolen, that we give credit to the author when copying his/her work...to not do that gives the impression of claiming the work as your own, which may not be the member's intention...at the end of the poem, write the source or the author and it will be clear to everyone who wrote the poem...thanks alot...Jackie
  2. Well said Jackie...

    It's can be so discouraging how words - the only way we can truly widely communicate - can be so abused and taken for granted - used, abused, and stolen - as if the person who 'chanelled' them, who felt their depth and meaning as a messenger, was not worthy of recognition. Obviously I feel very adamant on this issue. We should be taught to HONOUR the many sources of wisdom that we are given, no matter where they come from. Not everyone is going to get famous - wonder why most are only so after they're dead the way we do things in life! Why do we only quote the dead AFTER they die?!:huh:

    Lament of “the Anonymous”

    Once I meant to set some words free;
    Those that had so captured me,
    musing on what struck me as real,
    in pain, in light…
    The essence of a though, a flight,
    of a fundamental insight,
    formed into some lines to share
    And even though they struck a chord
    and touched the people ~
    it making them care and identify,
    still my cry was not clearly heard
    for so many stole my words
    and I was betrayed
    The witness to my soul had been waylaid
    Wounded, trampled on, no longer free;
    For still none saw the real me…
    Leaving out my name for all to see
    I became anonymous,
    and so, still bleed

  3. expressive_child

    expressive_child Well-Known Member

    Great poem..I feel like I can totally relate..
  4. expressive_child

    expressive_child Well-Known Member

    Two of my poems I've wrote in my-poetry before:

    I. Loser

    I walk alone in the backstreets,
    with my tired and weary feet...
    A shoulder to lean is what I need,
    while my heart is left to bleed...

    In vanity I am as I look everywhere,
    there is simply no one there....
    If there is,do they really care...???
    Seems like it's all myself to bear..

    My soul has long ago been sold,
    and foolish I am to get no gold..
    Now this world of mine is cold..
    and at youth,I have grown old..

    I don't really know what love is...
    for I have never been kissed,
    maybe I am just not in the list..
    Does it matter if I say please??

    I have suffered for I had no luck,
    or maybe I just don't care much..
    I have always run out of touch...
    cause I just couldn't live to rush..

    Hurt and mockery cause me pain,
    as it engulfs and swirls in my brain,
    while I weep under the pouring rain,
    and my mind slowly goes insane...

    I despise the fact that I am obtuse...
    something that I simply can't choose...
    All these years, I’ve never been a winner,
    Perhaps this lifetime, I was born a loser...

    II. Loser's Lament

    I can feel that I am going insane..
    My life is going down the drain..
    My happiness just don't remain..
    I stroll alone in this lonely lane..
    Trying hard to ignore my pain..
    as I walk under the pouring rain..

    Maybe I am all that I got to blame,
    Perhaps I'm a man, only by name..
    My ridiculous world just the same,
    simply because my life is so lame..
    I have no chance in rising to fame..
    I am only playing a losing game..

    It looks as though I'm condemned,
    I ain't nothing but a broken man..
    It seems like no one gives a damn..
    No need for dreams or future plan..
    I feel like I'm living inside a can..
    I am simply better as a dead man..

    ** The sequel to 'Loser'..

    I do write other poems as well, most of them are depressing now...
  5. touglytobeloved

    touglytobeloved Well-Known Member

    Is this poem about me? I felt it like its mine.

    Loser......Loser's Lament..............Is there a part three?
  6. BlueWind

    BlueWind Well-Known Member

    i'm sorry to bore u with this but i need to explain:
    On the 14 Jan my nephew become a father for the first time. becoz of my illness i have yet to go & see him, his partner or new born child. i rang him & asked "how does it feel to be a dad ?" his reply was "it's a feelin' hard to describe". one morning (20 Jan) i awoke & thinking of his words the following flowed out of me almost effortlessly. having little or no self-esteem at all, i had no intention of showing it to him but did show it to my sister (his mother). she forced me to send it to him via email...soon after i was totally surprised that he & his partner rang to thank me for it, saying they loved it & that they will frame it & hang it in the baby's room for all visitors to see...this gave me great joy !
    i had never written a poem before & have no children of my own...

    “ Ode to a Father ” by Frank ( 20 Jan 2009 )

    'Tis an experience hard to describe.....
    When my daughter arrived

    From the Heavens above
    Sent by the Angels of Love

    Sounds of Joyous Wonder
    Echoed in my Soul like Distant Thunder

    As into her eyes I gazed
    I realized and was amazed.....

    Blessed was I, by the Gods of Creation
    Their gift... utmost Elation
    The Essence of Beauty and Love so Pure
    Granted me, the rest of my days to Adore

    In my arms holding was I, a Mystery, I'm sure...
    The Secret of Life, the Universe and More

    To me, so clear, it did occur
    As Voices of the Great Spirit filled the air...
    This Star, this Light, this Child in Time
    Bears blood of God, the Woman I Love and Mine

    “Oh what a Surprise !” inside I cried

    …..'Tis an experience hard to describe
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  7. mdmefontaine

    mdmefontaine Antiquities Friend

    this poem is so sweet and heartfelt. .. (hard to imagine you don't have your own...) (tears in my eyes. . i have 2 that are mine and sweet and 4 that aren't but still lovely. .. . and beloved) this is a very nice poem (hmmm now, can you write some music to go with it?)
    always my best. xxxxxx
  8. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    i had all my poety deleted after 4 mths of writing all my poetry were thoughts
    emotions that told of my history not offensive but he said insensitive it was if i was deleted irrelevant a noone again. i was being abandoned all over again i don't understand why they were allowed to be posted in the first place if they were wrong. i had so many responses helpful ones to them yet they are all gone now deleted god i hate me
  9. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    Here's a poem to you Violet:

    To me,
    you are the caring
    people strive for,
    the understanding,
    most people yet to have
    and a world of encouragement
    To us...

    big hugs, and here's to a new collection, J
  10. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    You are so kind your words are they bring a tear to my eyes I just wish people would care and see and not attack so thoughtlessly
    a word that could mend why not choose them
    why attack why delete iwish i could understand these people
    they are carers too yet they chose to hurt not see
    the damage they cause
    yet they say i am the defective one
    im sorry the pain is still inside
    i hope my words heal because i truly understand
    the suffering the struggles all are not the same
    but words of kindness eases the pain.

    thanks Sadeyes you are truly very kind.
  11. The Unforgiven

    The Unforgiven Well-Known Member

    thats what a poem really is, sadeyes.. i think.. its like a fragment of the poets soul.. clothed only in words.. thats why there is a certain hesitation in exposing it to the whole world.. because of the intimacy of the contact.. we truly expose ourselves, not in the crass way associated with the term.. but at an altogether more deep level..
  12. twofeet

    twofeet Well-Known Member

    Lost words

    Total Eclypse, please tell me you have a copy of them?
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  13. Hatshepsut

    Hatshepsut Guest


    Not to say further that it's a matter of law.

    Quoting a small portion of someone else's work without permission is allowed under "fair use." When you quote, you must cite the author source. At universities, plagiarism can lead to a failing grade in a class, or even expulsion from school. It's a form of theft, so please don't do it.

    What does all this have to do with suicide? Part of recovery involves honesty. In all departments of life.
    ,.. :drum:
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