Conrad Seegert

Conrad Seegert Poems

The old gray building
That is now aged and broken
Was once someone's home
...

They are always there
Sometimes they hide
The darkness conceals them
A light is needed to let them show
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I do not belong
They wish for me to be gone
For I fill their heads with noise
And make them spout their song
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Here I sit on the shore
Of a world that I adore
At its edge it begins to crumble
Time the cause of this great rumble
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The world is a battlefield of words
Where people attack others in many different ways
Some attacks are like fists
They hurt at first
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Feelings well up inside me
Bottled up, stuck, sealed away
They often try to escape me
But I cannot let them ruin my day
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The world stares down in hate upon him
For he has done something no one else has done
He has created light from what's dim
He now must face their gun
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On a bench there sits a fellow
I sit down next down next to him and say "hello"
He gazes at me with a smile
And we talk for a while
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My room is the aftermath of disaster
One where you can't work without a distractor
The clothes strewn across the floor
A place that no one can adore
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My mother is on the attack
"Leave me alone! "
"Don't talk back! "
"I'm in the zone! "
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"I'm fine"
"I'm okay"
But can you just honestly say
What you hide behind wine
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In the light of early morning lies a single rose
As the day goes by a strong wind blows
All alone the rose holds fast
Thinking of its lonely past
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A man walks his path all alone
Trying to escape his shattered throne
He begins to look back one last time
As he moves in to a future unknown
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The soggy leaf floated down the rushing river
A ship in its own right
The crew is one of imagination
On this rapid river ride
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I am a being in one body, a body made of nothing
But far beneath the surface there lies a hidden heart
It has tried so hard, but is no longer trusting
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Death,
A perpetual force
One that engulfs and consumes
But through this,
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What are the emotions I cannot describe
The boy was alone after she died
The fog begins to consume his surroundings
As he sits in the forest without any drive
...

Alone in the night
I see the moonlight reflect
Off the crystal pool
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All around trees stand
Guarding the reflective pool
As the sun appears
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I stand all alone
In the darkness of the night
Mountains all around
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Conrad Seegert Biography

I am currently a student and when I was doing poetry for school I found it was a great way to express myself. Some themes I will often base my poems around are isolation, death, and loneliness. Along with creation, love, and grief.)

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Erosion

The old gray building
That is now aged and broken
Was once someone's home

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