Description: I want to hear what you guys get out of this...I mean I think the setting is pretty clear but any personal interpretation would be great.
My Eyes -------------------------------------------
I watch everything go by at once
I reach my hands out to catch my life as I watch it go by
it's filled with colors
different shades of black and white
my head is spinning but I make myself see
I run my fingers through the grays
they blurr like I am touching my own dreams
and I glimpse inside
I can see my own reflection
but the eyes I see are different
the eyes I see are numb and empty
this is what I have become
inside they're fading and blurring
and inside they're numb
I think I could interpret this poem several ways. The first thing I thought was someone trying to find themselves but realized they have wasted away. Is that sort of near the point? Great write Jaz. Keep kool.
It sounded like an acid trip. Full of imagery and descriptions... If you were going to paint a picture of this, I think it would turn out good. It painted a picture in my mind, even though I am not exactly sure what the message was. LeAnna
lori, this one had a lot of detail that takes some doing to fully understand.i see that you received many views and a few comments.your poem probably was a bit much for the average viewer.you really did very well with this one.i hope to have some time to read more of your writing in the future. SoNNy
Wow...you read this one to me at my house...it just gets better everytime. It was very powerful...Didn't you say you were going to do a painting based on this poem...you should...I think it would turn out great...
That was f*cked up. Now, I'm dizzy. Ha, ha, you didn't spell blur right the first time. You used 2 r's. Who do you think you are, Nelly? That's not cool. I like it though. Definitely leaving it open for interpretation. I'd be so lost if I didn't already hear you say what it was about.
thax for yor kind words once again i dont like telling my age but just turned 43 somedays i feel like 100,anyways i liked this post alot of your thoughts i felt as a child into adolescence grew up to alot of abuse verbal and physical but never passed it down to siblings i only started writing after a fatal car crash 2 years ago if you check in all the poems you are reading will be in book form published 2006 bad life circumstances its been ready for 1 year and i just keep adding the titles keep it to yourself and enjoy great write took me back to life thanx sandman