Blue Roses

All of my life there has been a deformity

Never to be able to do something- anything

Without others watching me

It scared me to know that they realized it

I hid myself from the world

Not wanting to experience it

I tried to go to college but that didn’t work either

It just made me sick

So instead I walked in the parks and went to the zoo

I felt peace and comfort when I’m alone

Just me myself and I

Thinking about my high school crush

He was nice and popular

He called me “Blue Roses”

I think it fits me because I’m awkward like “Blue Roses”

Well I can see him again

We have so much in common

I can’t remember the last time I had a conversation with someone

To think about it I haven’t because I’ve been so shy

We kissed and I felt comfort

Something that I’ve only felt around my glass menagerie

But now not only is it the glass but him to

Before the lovely evening ended

He told me that he was with someone else

Feeling horrible inside that I opened up to him

I wanted to be sad and upset all at once

I let this deformity take over me

How could I let this take over my life?

I could have had the guy I liked

If only I would of tried

Only if I would of tried

But now it’s too late

And I’m back alone

With a mother who wants me to marry

And a brother who wants to leave forever

I don’t mind anymore

I’ll just stay here 

With my glass menagerie

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was inspired by the book Glass Menagerie and placing myself in her shoes of how she felt. 

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bishu's picture

As usual !! Madam Blue Rose was a victim of her circumstances

As usual !! Madam Blue Rose was a victim of her circumstances.Very nicely portrayed . At the end really felt sad for Dear Blue Rose.


©bishu 

 

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Thank you

Yes she was which is sometimes what we do and don't realize it until its too late to do anything about it. Thank you for your comment on this poem. 


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nightlight1220's picture

Wow...you make it sound so

Wow...you make it sound so different as if the person went and ran on a deserted island. That is one strong individual. They may be better off alone to rule over the world..lmao.

 

 

 

 

Nicely written!

 

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

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Thank You

Lol thank you I;m glad you enjoyed it and gave me another perspective of the meaning so thank you. 


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nightlight1220's picture

You're welcome. You are an

You're welcome. You are an awesome writer for your age. 

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

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Thank you that means a lot to

Thank you that means a lot to me 


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a.griffiths57's picture

Blue Roses:

 

 

How sad that the character in the poem did not get their man. I think your poem is well written and I enjoyed reading the poem.


 

 

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Thank you

Thank you so much for your feed back and i'm glad you enjoyed it 


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