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[title] => Silent Symphonies
[time] => 2004-12-18 17:05:39
[hometext] => I chose Life Poetry because ... It just fit
[bodytext] => From the outside it seems
To all look the same
And from the outside he’s another
Playing life’s game
From the outside
For that is all that you’ll see
And from the outside, perhaps
That is all that he’ll be ~
From the outside
But if you look
In his eyes
Therein lies
So much more
All the voices
Deep inside
Madly try
To set the score
And the music
That lives
In his head
When he sleeps
Is trapped
In his mind
And it’s
Making him weep
He can tell you
The stories
And the words
That he hears
Of sorrow
And anger
Of patience
And fear
You may feel what he’s saying
But something is lost on the way
As the music
Crescendos
And harmonies
Collide
There is something
Within
The translation
That dies
For the sounds
Of the drums
And the horns
And the strings
Are missing
And without them
It don’t
Mean a thing
So he sits
In the dark
Singing soft
To himself
To the music
He hears
In his own
Mental hell
And while you may hear his voice
To you, it is just background noise
From the outside he seems
To just fade away
And from the outside he appears
To be playing life’s game
From the outside
For that is all that you’ll see
And from the outside, perhaps
That is all that he’ll be ~
From the outside
But on the inside ~
On the inside
He's just
Me
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Silent Symphonies
Contributed by
Nazmythian
on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 05:05:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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From the outside it seems
To all look the same
And from the outside he’s another
Playing life’s game
From the outside
For that is all that you’ll see
And from the outside, perhaps
That is all that he’ll be ~
From the outside
But if you look
In his eyes
Therein lies
So much more
All the voices
Deep inside
Madly try
To set the score
And the music
That lives
In his head
When he sleeps
Is trapped
In his mind
And it’s
Making him weep
He can tell you
The stories
And the words
That he hears
Of sorrow
And anger
Of patience
And fear
You may feel what he’s saying
But something is lost on the way
As the music
Crescendos
And harmonies
Collide
There is something
Within
The translation
That dies
For the sounds
Of the drums
And the horns
And the strings
Are missing
And without them
It don’t
Mean a thing
So he sits
In the dark
Singing soft
To himself
To the music
He hears
In his own
Mental hell
And while you may hear his voice
To you, it is just background noise
From the outside he seems
To just fade away
And from the outside he appears
To be playing life’s game
From the outside
For that is all that you’ll see
And from the outside, perhaps
That is all that he’ll be ~
From the outside
But on the inside ~
On the inside
He's just
Me
Copyright ©
Nazmythian
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2004-12-18 17:05:39]
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 05:32:32 PM AEST
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hmmm.. methinks there's a message here.
Very nice! The more expressive because of the smaller phrases winding down. Cheers! |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by lostinmyself on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 06:45:47 PM AEST
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Ok, I have read this 4 times now, and couldn't think of what to say. lol. You know what I'm like with comments.
So, For starters, I don't think your voice will ever be just background noise...
And, I think one day, you'll get what you want.
I can relate to this in funny ways. What you see, is not always what you get, I understand what it is to seem one way on the outside, but be different on the inside.
Um..I don't think I can offer anything constructive on this...I can't see anything. It's best the way it is.
*hugs always*
Phil xxx
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by autumngreeneyes on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 06:48:14 PM AEST
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what does that mean..on the inside he's just me?
JUST ???? |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by Fionndruinne on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 08:20:58 PM AEST
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Very good work. I like the way this is worded.
I've always felt that, barring selfishness and such, one of the main reasons we have such a hard time caring for others is that, while we see our own hearts, we only see the outside of others (unless we have very good vision). Which is like seeing others in black and white, while we see ourselves in color.
I think an important practice is remembering that the other people out there are in fact the same as we are inside.
Well, you've gotten me philosophical again. Good work.
Andrew |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by blackholesun on
Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 09:26:51 PM AEST
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| 5 stars!it was truly deep,and heart felt bravo my fellow poet! |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by Silent-No-More on
Monday, 20th December 2004 @ 07:35:22 AM AEST
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I've always felt that when you connect with someone, really connect I mean, that it is as if you can see the soul within them. To know someone, is to see past the outside... and to glimpse what lies within... and to hear the music as they do (or at least... to sense it).
I know this feeling though. There's longing here, I think. To be known and to truly know another... it's pretty much everything, isn't it? This then... another one of yours that goes to the "core". It touches me in the same way that "I Want To Make You Cry" did. There is as much underneath these words as there is on the surface.
The ONLY thing I didn't like here --- is the second to last word. "just". Hmmmfh.
Always interested,
~Snemmy~
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by FleurdeSang on
Monday, 20th December 2004 @ 11:13:19 AM AEST
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An exquisite concerto of your thoughts, Nazzy!! A melancholic tune, with such thought-provoking expressions... This "Mental Hell" of yours is quite beautiful, and ever so enchanting!
But on the inside~
On the inside
He's just
Me
I couldn't of thought up a better ending!! LOVE IT!!! A wonderful write to come back to! Many apologies for not being on YPDC as much- many things going on at home. Thank you so much for sharing this with us!! Flawless, as always, cheri Scott. A symphony to make the greatest composers seem like amateurs. Beautiful.
Votre fleur de bonheur. |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by the_Ghost_Moth on
Monday, 20th December 2004 @ 08:53:40 PM AEST
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You know I like it, Naz-Man.
You know how to write
GOOD READS!
That's why I look forward
to reading it.
--Ghosty |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by Willofree on
Monday, 20th December 2004 @ 09:22:02 PM AEST
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Naz, I often feel you are just a little over my head...there seems to be more meanings then I can decipher. Seems like a powerful read. I can only conjecture, but there seems to be at least two dimensions. One inside has to do with one's own perception of self and what he sees himself to be. The other dimension has to do with transparency and how much of one's self a person is willing to share. Anyway I'm getting pretty wordy.
Great write, Naz
Willofree |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 21st December 2004 @ 09:34:53 AM AEST
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I think more people hear you than you think.
One day you will find the connection you seek.
It will open up the world.
Graet job. |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 21st December 2004 @ 06:57:30 PM AEST
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Wow Nazzy. Captivating as always. There is so much to know
about you. And everytime I learn something, I find something
else to learn. I find something else that I share with you.
Only, for me, the background noise is a scream from within.
To understand and just simply be understood. What
a concept. What a crazy, mixed up concept! This one touched
me more deeply than you will know.
Thanks for sharing it.
~Breezy
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by deadreckoning1983 on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 12:19:56 PM AEST
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| the ghost moth is right, you know how to write a good read. i sometimes feel this way, and was profoundly touched by the words found here. i appreciate all the support over that stupid girl who left me, it means alot to me to have great friends like you and mothy.thanks for always being there scott, merry christmas, and thanks for all the great poetry. |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by Stitch on
Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 03:59:19 PM AEST
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Goodness, what a picture you painted. All kinds of people who are trapped inside their own heads...something about the dreams should have tipped me off. Masterful as always.
Stitch |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by critterhideaway on
Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 05:54:14 PM AEST
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| Very nice write, thank you for this |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by zenmind on
Tuesday, 18th January 2005 @ 08:33:02 PM AEST
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Wow,
It seems you have quite the fan base here on YPDC. However, I'm surprised though that no one really got what your poem was about. To me it was obvious....so obvious that a part of me wonders if I am right.....but I will explain it.
First of all, this poem is about yourself.
The "outside or self" you are talking about, is the way you choose to present yourself to the world----to your friends, family, and people in general-----You might present yourself in a way where you basically look like a regular person, who is smart and has a job, is making enough money to get by, just living life like the rest of us. In the outter self we are always hiding something about our real selves. In order to hide, we put up walls. Our walls are only part of the outter self.
What makes people put up walls? Fear usually. We are afraid of our real selves because there is always a part of us that feels wounded or exposed, a part of ourselves that we have not accepted and we find inadequate. This is our real self. And this real self I am talking about is the "inner self" that you were talking about. It is the part of yourself that ONLY YOU can experience. That is why you say that it's just "backround noise" for everyone else. It is yourself, as you experience it, with all of your fears, sorrow, anger, and interstingly patience that you speak of.
Since no one can know what it is like to be you, you feel no one can understand you. And so you feel isolated, alone in your suffering.
So he sits
In the dark
Singing soft
To himself
To the music
He hears
In his own
Mental hell
I think that if we can accept ourselves honestly for who we are, if we can love ourselves, and act compassionately and be understanding with ourselves, then we will let go of all of our fear, all of that which keeps us from really being who we are, and we will naturally be our real selves, without any walls, and we will no longer "be on the outside", but we will be true, as we are unashamed.
I don't know if that was the real meaning of the poem, but that is how I interpreted it.
I think this poem strikes on the chorde of what it is to be alive, as a human being. We are all, at times, isolated within ourselves, suffering and alone. But I just look at those experiences as opportunitites to confront our fears, and to confront ourselves as we are, lovingly with an embrace.
Be True,
zenmind |
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Re: Silent Symphonies
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by barbershoppp on
Monday, 14th March 2005 @ 12:38:18 AM AEST
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woah.. im only 14..
and that was some of the best writing i have ever had the pleasure to come across,
i think i speak on behalf of everyone when i say i know waht it feels like to be that person, and that i would conclude by telling you how wonderfully articulate you were, i think that you are a very well versed poet, i think that you are expressing your feelings beautifuly in this poem |
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