I’ve noticed that a lot of poetry feels meaningless to me, like the poet has tried so hard to be profound without putting their heart into it. Every once in a while, however, I come across a poem that I can really feel came from the heart, and sometimes one that I can relate to.
Here are a few excerpts from said poems, and you’ll probably be able to figure out the important factor they have in common. They also have the same running themes as all poetry:
Love
All my instincts, they return
And the grand facade so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
Life
Into this night I wander, its morning that I dread
Another day of knowing of the path I fear to tread
Into this sea of waking dreams, I follow without pride
Nothing stands between us here, and I won’t be denied
Friendship
If your hopes scatter like the dust across your track
I’ll be the moon that shines on your path
The sun may blind our eyes, I’ll pray the skies above
For snow to fall on the Sahara
If that’s the only place where you can leave your doubts
I’ll hold you up and be your way out
And if we burn away, I’ll pray the skies above
For snow to fall on the Sahara
Wealth
A figure dressed in the finest attire
That money can buy
Laiden with assets to make an impression
On a stranger’s eye
And he lives in a palace
Surrounded by roses in a perfect picture
He’s in deep with the shallow
He’s fading cause he can’t see the sky
Trust
You are subtle as a window pane, standing in my view
But I will wait for it to rain so that I can see you
You call me up at night when there’s no light passing through
And you think that I don’t understand, but I do
We don’t say everything that we could
So that we can say later, “oh, you misunderstood”
I hold my cards up close to my chest
I say what I have to and I hold back the rest
Cause someone you don’t know is someone you don’t know
Get a firm grip girl, before you let go
For every hand extended, another lies in wait
Keep your eye on that one—anticipate.
Life and Love
Walking, stumbling, on these shadow-feet
Toward home, a land that I’ve never seen
I am changing: less and less asleep
Made of different stuff than when I began
And I have sensed it all along
Fast approaching is the day
When the world has fallen out from under me
I’ll be found in you, still standing
When the sky rolls up and mountains fall on their knees
When time and space are through
I’ll be found in you
Regrets
I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear
You are someone else…
I am still right here
All of these poems have something important in common. Love? No. Life? No. Rhyming schemes? No, stop guessing, sheesh!
They are all lyrics to songs. Perhaps it’s the fact that lyrics don’t have to be good for people to like the song. Or maybe it’s that songwriters have to focus on lyrics and music at the same time. But for whatever reason, I see great humility in song lyrics that I don’t see nearly as often in stand-alone poems. People write from the heart, and say what they want to say. If they’re good writers, that’s great. If they’re not, I can still feel it. For example, an über-pop princess has this to say about her childhood:
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I’m OK
Perhaps some people would say that isn’t the most well-written poetry. It’s still powerful, and it still gives me chills. When somebody writes what they are truly feeling at that moment in time, even without beautiful adjectives and clever stanzas, it still works.
So stop trying so damn hard! I most likely won’t understand what the hell you’re talking about, and won’t be able to relate to you.
In order, songs are:
In Your Eyes, by Peter Gabriel
Possession, by Sarah McLachlan
Snow on the Sahara, by Anggun C. Sasmi
Kidding, by Imogen Heap
Anticipate, by Ani DiFranco
Shadowfeet, by Brooke Fraser
Hurt, by Trent Reznor (lyrics altered slightly by Johnny Cash)
I’m Okay, by Christina Aguilera
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