Dear Me

by Poet on the Piano   Jun 6, 2012


However many years
will scourge or wash you
clean, you won't stray.
No more will you be as sacred,
as I see you are right now.
There will be no more
trading tomorrows,
for that secret chance
you cut yourself with.
I believe you still will be
searching, but that your faith
will take you by the hand,
and you won't be alone.

June 4, 2012. Write a poem addressed to your future self.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Darren

    However many years
    will scourge or wash you
    clean, you won't stray.

    ^this part suggests to me that you see yourself as a loyal person.

    No more will you be as sacred,
    as I see you are right now.

    ^this suggests that you may be a little more chilled.

    There will be no more
    trading tomorrows,

    ^Could be wishing away the days, rather than making the most of today.

    for that secret chance
    you cut yourself with.

    ^Did you stick your neck out and get hurt? Emotionally.

    I believe you still will be
    searching, but that your faith
    will take you by the hand,
    and you won't be alone.

    ^You may still be undecided on which path to take, but you may have more believe in your own abilities.

    Above is how this read to me, I might be wrong, Good little poem filled with strong messages.

  • 12 years ago

    by nouriguess

    'There will be no more
    trading tomorrows,
    for that secret chance
    you cut yourself with.'

    This made the whole piece for me! MarryAnne, your poetry is a breath of fresh air.