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Array ( [sid] => 112600 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => So why...? [time] => 2006-01-05 08:01:45 [hometext] => A writer is consolidated by his poetic passion after being mocked for his sensitivity. [bodytext] => Can you not realise this burning passion,
This piece I write in fashion,
No mere simple mention,
But an extension, of my expression,
Often spurred by my depression, to teach myself a lesson,
Of such and such no feeble action

For such linguistic freedom,
Is only witnessed with true beauty, seldom,
Yet you mock my only treasure,
The fountain source of my deep pleasure,
With your simplistic measure, or what would satisfy your niche,
And so I wonder what it would take to please thee,
Something that which is so beneath me
For you took my precious and it you tore,
The very foundation of my treasured lore

And so I turn to the gifts of writing,
Hoping that I might find a sighting,
To release a light inside me fighting,
Burning with delight and such so mighty,
Filled with the desire to kindle that fire of poetic pyre,
That which surpasses your pathetic claim
For you took my precious and it you tore,
The very foundation of my treasured lore

You could not understand the pain you mistook,
That deceptive gleam, that evil look,
Your accusation; pierced my soul with that devil’s hook,
Deep within me, as I cried and took,
That breath of life within my book,
The only source of true revival,
The only source of my survival,
Centered within immeasurable glory,
Like a Cinderella’s story,
Piecing back my broken lore,
And my foundation, I did restore

Frankey Chung - 5th Jan 2006 [comments] => 11 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 73 [informant] => frankcube [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
So why...?

Contributed by frankcube on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 08:01:45 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Can you not realise this burning passion,
This piece I write in fashion,
No mere simple mention,
But an extension, of my expression,
Often spurred by my depression, to teach myself a lesson,
Of such and such no feeble action

For such linguistic freedom,
Is only witnessed with true beauty, seldom,
Yet you mock my only treasure,
The fountain source of my deep pleasure,
With your simplistic measure, or what would satisfy your niche,
And so I wonder what it would take to please thee,
Something that which is so beneath me
For you took my precious and it you tore,
The very foundation of my treasured lore

And so I turn to the gifts of writing,
Hoping that I might find a sighting,
To release a light inside me fighting,
Burning with delight and such so mighty,
Filled with the desire to kindle that fire of poetic pyre,
That which surpasses your pathetic claim
For you took my precious and it you tore,
The very foundation of my treasured lore

You could not understand the pain you mistook,
That deceptive gleam, that evil look,
Your accusation; pierced my soul with that devil’s hook,
Deep within me, as I cried and took,
That breath of life within my book,
The only source of true revival,
The only source of my survival,
Centered within immeasurable glory,
Like a Cinderella’s story,
Piecing back my broken lore,
And my foundation, I did restore

Frankey Chung - 5th Jan 2006




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Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 08:17:51 AM AEST
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our writing is very personal to us...we put our very spirit into it...to have someone who is ignorant trash it is devastating

NS


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 08:32:14 AM AEST
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whoever dismissed your writing was ignorant for they do not realize how much of the poets heart goes into their writing...just keep up the good work and continue to grow in your chosen art

NS


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by bushkeeper on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 09:51:20 AM AEST
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Those who mock sensitivity,invariably do so through jealousy,though the root of that jealousy is another matter. "And my foundation,I did restore"
Seems their mocking fell on deaf ears,well done.


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by EverlastingDawn on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 11:18:22 AM AEST
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Your writing is awesome, I can't believe anyone would put you down about it. Probably some ignorant fool, or such? This poem is beautiful and captures you soul on the paper. Amazing use of words, good flow, and wonderful descriptions. Nice Write.

~Dawn


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 11:47:49 AM AEST
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Nicely done....Once you are happy with what you write, Forget what others think....
Keep them coming..
Jenni


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 01:47:28 PM AEST
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You must learn to excuse and ignore ignorance and jealousy. Your talent is immense and should be truly reckoned with. Poets are very artistic and so in our nature we protect our work in our hearts and souls. For it to be demeaned shows lack of humanity in such a crude crass person. Use and revel in your talent. It is a treasure of life.

*Smiles
Rita


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 02:50:04 PM AEST
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Oh Frankey, never stop writing, share here, so I can read your beauty. Next to my soul, writing.. finding words to share what I am, who I am ... I do however tuck a special part of me away.. never to be damaged.. what do I have left.. if not a poem...

we all can learn from your wise words here.. you are a wonderful writer... you can explain human nature so well... you have in your writing what many strive to bring forward, to the world.. peace... RL


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by ButchHoward on Thursday, 5th January 2006 @ 05:12:02 PM AEST
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Isn't it interesting how someone who lacks the ability to appreciate your work can spark the imagination of the writer to the point that a new poem is created as a result? Negativity can be a powerful catalyst.
Nice work!
Butch


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by BondiDan on Friday, 6th January 2006 @ 05:11:47 AM AEST
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Frankie,

What a wonderful poem,
capturing the wide variety ot emotions you have experienced.

I absolutely looooved your last paragraph.

"You could not understand the pain you mistook,
That deceptive gleam, that evil look,
Your accusation; pierced my soul with that devil’s hook,"
Great Write


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Sunday, 8th January 2006 @ 12:55:47 PM AEST
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A true and loving write keep them coming.

Sinned


Re: So why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 13th February 2006 @ 03:38:06 AM AEST
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My moto: **** the dumb ****>
very good writing.
When u write u really have something to say.
huggs,
emy




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