Me, Myself and I (12 october 1974)
Poems by Me, Myself and I : 1 / 4
Darkness......
Darkness,
The Encasing Of,
The pain…
The enswirling mist,
The hatred,
The smoke,
The portal,
The flames,
The blood,
The torture,
The cries,
The war,
And,
The never ending WHY? ? ?
For come help us god…
Detach yourself, from yourself,
And then you will only know your Inner self…
MMI
Me, Myself and I
Submitted: Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Edited: Sunday, May 01, 2011
Poems by Me, Myself and I : 1 / 4
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The pain, the suffering, the darkness. Well described. A good write
Sometimes less is more. Darkness needs few words to be described and yet it is still difficult, this a nice take on it
I think the concluding part of the poem was a pretty good one, detatching oneself from oneself to know one's inner self, to know the amount of what you described earlier, darkness, that lies within us. Good one MMI.
The poem is ok. It doesn't show any strong bond between the words
The comments here explain more than the poem itself. Do you conduct poetry classes?
Very existential...Universal experience of being lost, detached, alienated, wandering... and finding the selv to be there alone... with the knowledge of the inner being.
Self-explanatory poem, full me imageries...keep the flag flying
Great poem :)
MMI is a good poet. I like the beginning of the poem. But to be sincere, the poem is still half-baked. It lacks that wholeness-technically and structurally-to arouse the deep emotions of the intended reader. The poem fails to pass across the nucleus of its theme. I'm not T. S. Eliot but I think fame should go along with the degree of work done. Please follow this link: http: //www.poemhunter.com/stephen-buoro/ or search for my poems to be fully convinced.
Very deep in meaning, bright thought and piece of poetry. Kudos