I** **** If The Walls Could Talk. Poem by Shelley L Baxter
I** **** If The Walls Could Talk.
If these four walls could fuss and fight
they would run away from me tonight.
They sense my thoughts are doom and gloom
I'd hear them yell, 'Just leaveThe room!
for you don't bring light with you today,
as you enter the moonlight goes away.
Your pain filled thoughts make this room cold.
Is your lonely heart to the devil sold?
Did clouds just form in your ceiling high?
Things arent that bad do you have to sigh?
I know your in pain and that your body hurts,
your heads throbbing, you don't feel alert.
This pain your in is not as bad...
as some others pain so STOP feeling sad! '
I can certainly relate to this piece Shelley, I've been there before. The reality is when we sit and think about others and stop dwelling on our own misery. It is then when we realize there are others suffering so much more than us. An excellent poem Shelley as always.--Melvina--
OH, if MY walls could talk.....I don't think I'd want to hear all the stories I've tried to wipe from my mind. Your poem reminds me of the Alison Krauss tune, 'I'm Just a Ghost in this House...I'm just a shadow upon these walls'. Have you heard that one, by any chance. Very thought provoking piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Shelley, I know this feeling much too well as it visits me too often to tell. As Melvina so rightly said we have to think of other worse off than we and it eases the pain we feel a little, but sadly not all. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend. David