this poem is for a woman who was abused as a child


i cry i cry

under the sheet
no one can see me
i wait quiet and oblique

tomorrow is lonely
no one to tell
if only if only
they could I cry

i cry i cry
but no one is there
to help me question
why there is no one to care

they come they conquer
swift in the night
I cry I cry
with all my might

they threaten they smile
with a gleam in their eye
no one to help me
i can only cry

I lie so quietly
with a hopefull plea
oh please help me
if only you could see.



Poetry by lynne cannon
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Written on 2006-12-05 at 12:52

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Wangdi Gyalpo
Well, I am here to comment not on your structure or grammatical errors. Although I came across few however, the theme that you had dealt with in this poem mars any amount of those errors.

Splendid it is. The way you have portrayed the agony and mental trauma that many girls have been through in such a small canvas is really good. The theme is universal. Many women around the world can relate to it and will thank you from the core of their heart for representing them.

Your writing reminds me of a quote, 'Twentieth century is not not the age of Kings, it is the age of common man' by T.S. Eliot. I liked the simplicity of your language. Anyone with a mediocre English can comprehend it.

We got some resemblance that is, both of us write in simple English and our theme and characters from day to day life... common people.
2007-04-15


binesh
Very toching indeed
2006-12-05