Dear Diary - Poem by S.A. Blair
Dear diary please confide these words
Keep them locked and bound with chords
Of strongest steel e'er known to man
So prying eyes never can.
Dear diary I entrust to you
These secrets, of which I would rue
The day another learnt of them
And I sweat recording them in pen.
Dear diary I’m glad you cannot talk
For at my back you’d surely mock
The things I’ve done and felt inside
The times that I’ve been black or snide.
Dear diary I can only grieve
That I wear my heart not on my sleeve
But on your pages there in ink
And often when I’ve had a drink.
Dear diary I feel you’re not a friend
Who’ll keep my secrets till the end
But a risk to cause unwanted ire
So I consign you to the fire.
Comments about Dear Diary by S.A. Blair
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
- Still I RiseMaya Angelou
- The Road Not TakenRobert Frost
- If You Forget MePablo Neruda
- DreamsLangston Hughes
- Annabel LeeEdgar Allan Poe
- Stopping By Woods On A Snowy EveningRobert Frost
- IfRudyard Kipling
- Do Not Stand At My Grave And WeepMary Elizabeth Frye
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love YouPablo Neruda
- TelevisionRoald Dahl