Shaz Cheesman Poet I do not know?

2d Life

Her heart is stone cold she cannot be loved
A wall a defence she's built years to protect
Raw emotion nor attraction ever expressed
Heart closed to letting inside her chest

This wall has withstood the test of time
But for what benefit? to strengthen mind?
A saviour from feelings she wants to deny
Not ever experience what life is like to know

Perfect world in her eyes, no tears to be felt
All thoughts simply a matter of black and white
No colour, no sunshine, no rainbow or smile
Just a two dimensional life, day and night

The heart unloved is surrounded by steel
Long supressed emotions no longer real
Stripped and seperated mind and heart
How long can one sustain until falling apart

This world sealed for her until death thy part

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Poet Destroyer A April 27, 2014 at 2:30 AM Hi Shaz... CONGRATULATIONS:) on having your poem featured on the soups HOME PAGE. Goodnight poet friend <3 =LINDA

Funom Makama June 11, 2012 at 4:32 AM This is great... I really enjoyed it. Nice to get such a blessing in such a beautiful monday afternoon.

Pace Ink-U-Script May 23, 2012 at 8:27 AM Wow, this is an awesome write..love it very much..so real and emotionally true...hugs

Stephen Allen May 23, 2012 at 7:22 AM Shaz, I know this feeling very well. It is a little ironic, my pen name is "Stoic" and what you so eloquently describe is essentially the Stoic philosophy of controlling emotions and remaining detached.... It can make for a very controllable and predictable life albeit an often cold and lonely one. I think your writing is stunning. -Stephen

Anthony Nutter May 23, 2012 at 6:43 AM Love the stone cold heart, you describe it well. A shame people choose to be this way either from life experiences or genetics.

Nikola Žilic May 23, 2012 at 5:33 AM I have so many poems that I wrote in my native language with very similar theme. One always sees genius in others if the genius aligns with ones own thoughts I guess :) And I do like this poem :)