"interiorly" poems - Hello Poetry

In memory’s unobserved corner there hides a small boy So tired of sorrow he no longer cared even for joy. With a wounded child’s wisdom he thought it to be prudent To take Mister Spock and make himself the Vulcan’s student Not because Spock was very stylish or outwardly cool (Though he was cool); but rather, tired of feeling like a fool He set out to tread this path, the unsmiling Vulcan way He sought to do what Spock would do, to say what Spock would say. He made his mask the untrembling visage, sans all motion, Took for his own that grave face ungoverned by emotion, Because even if it felt like interiorly dying This inhuman discipline must beat unmanly crying For a Vulcan’s arched eyebrows and a Vulcan’s pointed ears Were worth the trade considering the dearth of Vulcan tears.

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Dec 6, 2017

Dec 6, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC

simoncmonahan

Puer Tristis

In memory’s unobserved corner there hides a small boy So tired of sorrow he no longer cared even for joy. With a wounded child’s wisdom he thought it to be prudent To take Mister Spock and make himself the Vulcan’s student Not because Spock was very stylish or outwardly cool (Though he was cool); but rather, tired of feeling like a fool He set out to tread this path, the unsmiling Vulcan way He sought to do what Spock would do, to say what Spock would say. He made his mask the untrembling visage, sans all motion, Took for his own that grave face ungoverned by emotion, Because even if it felt like interiorly dying This inhuman discipline must beat unmanly crying For a Vulcan’s arched eyebrows and a Vulcan’s pointed ears Were worth the trade considering the dearth of Vulcan tears.

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Frozen, frozen i stood in space Embarking on a journey unprepared With a heart quickly changing pace How could this be? How was I rendered impaired? Questions, a million questions ran through my head Trapped in plethora of thoughts with nowhere to flee They say before you die your life flashes before your eyes But I was well alive and no blood was being shed Instead it ran through my veins like an unchained greyhound Racing an endless track trying to catch a prize How could this be? Is this a dream? Am I in bed? To which reality am I bound? Silence, silence was all that prevailed Like an operation room with a surgeon about to incise Immobile exteriorly, erupting interiorly With a flood of emotions my body was assailed Warm and cold, fast and slow, ennemies and allies How could this be? Could a drug have hindered my movements? Is this all a hallucination? What substance could cause such a rush? What dream could cause such palpation? So there i was, filled with thoughts to amaze Confused, uncertain, my body leading me astray Ready to quit, with a stomach light as hay There could only be one explanation Frozen, frozen I was, by her gaze...

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Mar 11, 2018

Mar 11, 2018 at 1:42 PM UTC

Nick081097

How could this be?

Frozen, frozen i stood in space Embarking on a journey unprepared With a heart quickly changing pace How could this be? How was I rendered impaired? Questions, a million questions ran through my head Trapped in plethora of thoughts with nowhere to flee They say before you die your life flashes before your eyes But I was well alive and no blood was being shed Instead it ran through my veins like an unchained greyhound Racing an endless track trying to catch a prize How could this be? Is this a dream? Am I in bed? To which reality am I bound? Silence, silence was all that prevailed Like an operation room with a surgeon about to incise Immobile exteriorly, erupting interiorly With a flood of emotions my body was assailed Warm and cold, fast and slow, ennemies and allies How could this be? Could a drug have hindered my movements? Is this all a hallucination? What substance could cause such a rush? What dream could cause such palpation? So there i was, filled with thoughts to amaze Confused, uncertain, my body leading me astray Ready to quit, with a stomach light as hay There could only be one explanation Frozen, frozen I was, by her gaze...

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Lost identity, often searched for in material possessions Purchasing name brands to replace what's interiorly missing Glamorous exterior like a well finished building Only but with a foundation that is weakened.

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Aug 22, 2019

Aug 22, 2019 at 9:22 AM UTC

Gods1son

Lost identity

Lost identity, often searched for in material possessions Purchasing name brands to replace what's interiorly missing Glamorous exterior like a well finished building Only but with a foundation that is weakened.

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