Joanne Kearsey

Rookie - 0 Points (11 of November 1989 / Brighton, England)

Suspect - Poem by Joanne Kearsey

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Facing the world with a heart as hard as stone,
No emotions linger in this canvas that bears no soul,
Stating the obvious to be hated by all,
As this psychopathic daze buries me in a deeper hole.

Plodding along this path that never seems to end,
Rebuilding the life I started so long ago,
Time goes so fast when I want it to go slower,
But speeding up until the last person we'll never know.

My head rules the portion of my heart that is still alive,
leading me to a place that is filled with so much hate,
Consuming the evil that plagues my mind,
But in the process it has ended all chance of my fate.

Everyone is a hostage of their own guilt,
As everyone is a suspect of telling these lies,
The sum of all fears begins with you as always,
And it remains as boundless as the skies.

Running around in circles to find your sense of direction,
Falling in front of an open door,
Ransoms held as you become predator instead of prey,
And you will the one left dead on the floor.

My childhood wasted on a pathetic being like you,
Rolling back into my forbidden corner,
You are now the last of the killer suspects,
And I am the one who knows no loner.


Comments about Suspect by Joanne Kearsey

  • Seamus O' Brian (10/11/2016 12:13:00 PM)


    You can tell the poet in the room. The one with bruises, writing. Turning pain into beauty. Turning darkness in to ripples of emotion that bump gently into other hearts, making us all feel less lonely. (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (10/11/2016 4:23:00 AM)

    A hostage! !
    Facing the world. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (10/11/2016 4:18:00 AM)

    Suspect by Joanne Kearsey
    Of all good feature of this wonderful poem, I value most your marvelous paraphrastic applications. Congrats for being the PoD. Thank you for sharing. X (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (10/11/2016 3:07:00 AM)


    A well crafted poem full of emotion. Liked every stanza of it. flow and rhyming are so nice. Thanks for sharing and congrats. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (10/11/2016 12:45:00 AM)


    Joanne,

    A poem of great worth and insight.

    The mind full to the brim with electric neurons is prone to misfiring. We all, to some degree are vulnerable.

    My mind poems are useful, I believe to explore our minds.

    Robert
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  • Kim Barney (10/11/2016 12:26:00 AM)


    Do you ever log in to this site anymore?
    You have not submitted anything new in more than six years.
    Here's hoping you are well and happy.
    (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (10/11/2016 12:23:00 AM)


    Congrats on having this chosen as poem of the day.
    My favorite part:
    Everyone is a hostage of their own guilt,
    As everyone is a suspect of telling these lies,
    The sum of all fears begins with you as always,
    And it remains as boundless as the skies.

    Well done!
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  • (10/16/2006 3:17:00 AM)


    Joanne..my god gurl how you have grown...in such a fabulastastic way..can i steal your soul?

    all peace is all good!

    glen
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  • (9/6/2006 7:58:00 AM)


    I love the words 'as you become predator instead of prey' - magic. Thanks for this, I really enjoy the style and flow you have - steve (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 6, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 2, 2010


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