Description: This is just a poem about the experience of being a teen and feeling misunderstood by adults. Also about the bands of our generation who were a voice for us in a way.
"Melody of Angst" -------------------------------------------
Many have not known the truth
Choking on the fumes of youth
Pushed back and persecuted
Against the wall we stood
Endless halls of trepidation
Prophets on the radio stations
The melody of angst
Through chords and distortion
The words became a fist
When we could take no action
Alone in our rooms
With shades pulled tight
We were one with the music
That played through the night
It called us to battle
In these four walls and concert halls
Through stereos in cars
Heard underneath the stars
We'd run away in melodies sang
A battle cry as feedback rang
A smashed guitar our sacrifice
An anthem of youth and rebellian
In these four walls and concert halls
Reveal the broken truth
words and music.. words and music.. music is a joyous thing.. makes one feel and become in some senses... i feel that music is the key to my soul.. this poem is soooo true for me.. and many i'm sure.. you are very good... i enjoy you
I adore the way you start the poem "Many have not known the truth" as it draws you in. And ending the poem with "Reveal the broken truth" which draws the curtains of your poem to a close. Brilliant poem!
This seemed very lyrical ~ aside from being about music and the power of it. I really liked the quick, in your face format and thought it worked well for this piece. Seems like it would make a good song! Love,Peace,Joy! epiphany ; )
i like the quick pace and short lines. still making it deep though. your discriptions were really well done.
'We'd run away in melodies sang A battle cry as feedback rang A smashed guitar our sacrifice An anthem of youth and rebellian In these four walls and concert halls Reveal the broken truth'
i loved this part. the end was perfect. the whole story was really great. making you wonder. drawing you in. i like this alot. you did a great job on it. the emotions.. wording.. etc.. i wouldnt change a thing.- jennifer
To tell you the truth It really didn't keep my attention, at first it did and then I just got lost like I was reading something forced and it didn't capture me like some of your other poems. I just read it again and actually get it I do like it but had to read it twice I guess... It is a really good poem actually and it does seem like it would push more towards the lyrical side, I liked the whole thing and really dont have a favorite line and it was great,
wow, i liked this a lot. The title drew me in, and I wasn't disappointed. I know exactly how that is since I guess I am going through that stage in my life right now. Good job. :B LeAnna
it seemed like more of a song than a poem. that's just my opinion. it could pass 4 a rap, and the power of music is a tool 2 be used by the musician and when it's used right the results are endless.
I have always felt that music has such a large affect on people. It seems that, like a strong wind, it can carry away your emotions. You seem to have thought the same way, for you have captured the work of music and expressed it in your poetry.
Very true words spoken here in this poem. I often feel like I'm one with the music when I have it blasting my eardrum to death. lol. I love the way in your poem, you realized the fact that music is a voice to so many people when they feel speechless themselves. Great job. Maggie
Many have not known the truth Choking on their flames of youth they Pushed back and persecuted Against the walls where they stand Endless halls of their trepidations Prophets of radio stations blare The melody of Augustus Caesar Through chords mean distortions The words became a fist, a sword When they could take no action Alone in their rooms, celled With shades pulled tight they are one with the music That plays throughout the night It called to them in battle fields the four walls and concert halls Through broadcast waves in cans Heard here underneath the stars they run away to melodies play A battle cry as a feedback rang A smashed guitar their sacrifice An anthem of youth and rebellion In these four walls and concert halls Revealed by the broken truth, my love.
Submission Name: "Melody of Angst"
