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The Crumbling of the Berlin Wall

*Venus*

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The Crumbling of the Berlin Wall



So strong and tall my wall had become
A marvelous structure preventing outside invasion
Behind it I lived, quietly, peacefully, alone

There I did not want to be touched or loved
As such indulgences had gotten me where I was
Hiding from the frightening world around me

And then one day, a voice beyond the wall I heard
It was of an older man, asking if he could come in
Having been six months of living alone, I agreed

Into my world he soon entered
And the wall began to crumble ever so slowly
Each kiss and a piece broke off,
each touch, another.

After some time I could see out into the world
Though I was not afraid because I had him to protect me
Until of course, he left me, and I was left with nothing but stones at
my feet from what was once my protective shield.

I hated him for desecrating it, destroying it
And in turn, doing the same to me.
I break upart into a million pieces

Physically, mentally, I have been reduced
Unable to put myself back into shape
I wish for someone to put me back together
But I know that If I myself cannot
I will remain on the ground forever.


I wrote this tonight as Ive recently discovered the fact that you cannot rely on others to take care of you emotionally or any other way. Its just some ramblings, but I havent written in awhile and it felt good to get out :(
 
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Before I critique your poem, I would just like to say that I don't believe that what you stated afterwards was true. Perhaps you simply do not choose the correct people to put your trust in. Believing in what you say, will make your existence a very lonely one.

Your poem seems a combination of poetry, a cry for help, and a simple desire to tell your story. I enjoyed reading it. Though some parts seem slightly contradictory, this is perhaps a risk of being human.

A salutory lesson, well written. :)

-plaz out-
 
I really liked this poem.

I think it is best not to depend on anyone else, yet I also think it is important not to put walls up to prevent yourself from getting hurt. Life is an experience and I feel it's best to take everything as it comes, even if it causes pain sometimes.
 
It's funny that I watched Pink Flyod's Berlin 1990-"The wall" this weekend and then read this.
I cryed almost throught the whole thing. It was so fasinating...I was watching the show and I actually saw myself and all that goes along with it in that wall....it opened my eyes to somethings and well, if u ever get the chance to watch...oh please do!!!

Nice work

~B
 
I really love how you put two and two together *Venus* That's the work of a great poet right there :)
 
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