Hidden

Deep within my tissue hidden from the eye
there is a secret I don't want you to know
The unknown comes at the wrong time
Depriving life's joy and comforts
The secret is always present coursing through
my veins. Promised to reveal itself at a most inopportune time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Taylor Avatar
October 29, 2010 at 9:00 PM
The secret is you are an amazing writer and you probably never try but these words still come to you! You just pretend you work on these but really it's who you are and to admit this truth would crush those of us who try lol Is that the secret? Sure seems that way. I love this poem. Huge fan of free verse. and Yes I do write music. I say go for the violin thing. I am starting on piano again or I am now but only if you play violin. Call it a promise between poets and thank you for your comments!
Dietrich Avatar
October 10, 2010 at 5:08 PM
Some guy down here said, "I sure wonder what your secret is but I don't want to know." WHAT? Well, I sure want to know!!! Luv, Andrea
Telling Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 1:20 PM
wow this is great! I feel like I tend to write in a similar style, and I really feel like I can relate to this poem. Great work!! And thank you for your kind words :) I look forward to reading more of your poetry!! -Katie
Kendrick Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 11:29 AM
Starving artist and poets seem to have that problem..Interesting...I have an appointment to see a surgeon...Mom
Knop Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 8:52 AM
Too much is hidden, Doris enjoyed the read, but tell me which translation did you mean in your comment on my Monoku "The shards of life"?...Gert
Dimock Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 8:32 AM
I sure wonder what your secret is, but I don't want to know.
Solomon Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 7:54 AM
Nice poem, very intellectual... but the birthday rock road is a concept of how each person deliberates a new year, how we promise ourselves or better yet convince ourselves that traveling the world will open our eyes to deep within us however no matter where one goes the road is the same and winds the same way. Keep up the good write enjoyed your comments. By the way the more people read the poems I write the more they will understand everything means something else..in between the lines. Lol!
Mehta Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 6:44 AM
The unknown comes at the wrong time depriving life's joy - beautiful expression, Doris
Murphy Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 6:37 AM
very nice write and so true them secrets will eat you alive thanks for your comments faleshia
Chowdhury Avatar
October 8, 2010 at 5:48 AM
true my friend, a nice write. thanks for sharing, take care, thanks for your comments.
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