Underneath the Surface

Certain feelings may be better
If they're left inside.
Public airings don't allow
Emotions room to hide.

People may peruse my poems 
And think they know me well 
But underneath the surface 
Sometimes hidden demons dwell.

The day is bright and sunny
And no aches or pains abound 
Yet instead of being lifted up, 
I'm rooted to the ground.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Rigoler Avatar
September 25, 2019 at 12:25 PM
You hit a nerve here, dear Ilene. Until now you've force me to see your work differently. I o my best to camouflage personal matters, not at all fond of overt confessional poetry, except Emily Dickinson and a few others. Like Jan, I make laughter than pity. / M
Wood Avatar
September 21, 2019 at 12:45 AM
Ilene, This poem saddens me. I wish there were something to do or say to chain those demons. I know them all too well. God bless, Dean
Cunningham Avatar
September 20, 2019 at 11:53 PM
So true ilene, we all try and wear that happy mask that's seen by others. But we all have a darkness within. Tom
Krutsinger Avatar
September 20, 2019 at 10:32 PM
"Certain feelings may be better If they're left inside." I often wonder why every single feeling needs to be shouted from the rooftops, and why?
Allison Avatar
September 20, 2019 at 4:27 PM
The only person who knows what is going on in our lives is us Ilene, but we can mask anything in our world by writing and we both usually write witty poems to make other people smile and forget our own troubles for a while:-) hugs Jan xx
Wolf Avatar
September 20, 2019 at 4:24 PM
Nicely put. A truism for those who can maintain that separation. (I sure can't. How I feel is how I write)… Bottom line: Good for you!! Best wishes, gw
Green Avatar
September 20, 2019 at 1:32 PM
It's probably best that way. Once again, perfect flow and rhymes my friend.
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