PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Listen to me


sound waves travel from one ear to the next

I wait for my words to have their effect

for someone to react, and to give me their ear

but silence has stolen what I thought was real

 

I tell you my fears and the thoughts on my mind

waiting for a response or maybe five

but no one has listened, no one even cares

I gave you my heart, but you threw it down the stairs

 

your eyes say your thoughts and I read them so raw

they tell me i'm talking but stare at the walls

mumble a reply and they shove it away

then they start to talk and expect me to stay

 

my words full of wisdom, full of content

I only asked for one ear to be lent

but you couldnt give me what I needed most

you stood there beside me and started to boast

 

expect me to have the heart to give you

while I asked for one ear, you asked  for two

what were you thinking as you shoved me aside

I just want to be listened to but you made me cry

 

I cried and I cried for someone to hear me

but not just to hear me, to listen clearly

to give me a part of themselves for an hour

was all I did ask, not for diamonds or power

 

I stand here so silent, some time has gone by

thoughts pent up inside me, I try not to cry

but somehow I seem to let it all go

I've taught  you all how, now that you know

 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

daywater.spring

Music is my passion. My heart is big enough for many hobies.

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.