I'll Never be a Pillow Under your Head

by Everlasting   Oct 30, 2016


I'll never be a pillow under your head,
easing you to sleep at night, right mother?

I seem to be the floor you step on:
cold, getting dirty constantly,
and one, who you always feel the need to clean...

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----------- Last night

I thought I was the lamp in your room,
illuminating your thoughts,
helping you visualize the good future
that I might just have...

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---------- Sometimes

People say, "I'm electrifying"
but I guess I'm not a lightbulb of ideas.
Hence, it does not matter how electrifying
I may be...

( I only shock people.)

I, alone, can't make anyone see the light in me,
nor any light for that matter.

I run and run like electricity,
being used by those who can contained me...

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--------- Right, mother?

Written by: L.L.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    I really liked this a lot. I think it resonants with both kids and parents alike. As we are growing up I feel like our parents don't understand us , we disappoint them and confuse them. As parents we are trying to do our best (well most of us) and make our share of mistakes. I felt sad that you didn't feel you were good enough for your mom. This was an honest open write, thank you for sharing.

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    This struck right between my chest then it turned and chiselled away at it with all its beauty and innocence... Luce you got me big time, what a beautiful, personal yet unique poem.. Added to my faves.
    Wow

    Em

  • 8 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    I agree Luce,

    I feel the reader can take it in all angles.... My mother never saw my light, just the electricity...

    Its a memory I have yet to date, been able to write about... it was a powerful poem for me to read.

    I have always admired your style with words, you know this... so this poem excites me!! thank you

  • 8 years ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Parents often misunderstood, what they're doing is just a training for us to be a good person someday. And the good news is, we will remember it all when we're parents already....

    Nice personal write,
    take care

    Gel

  • 8 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Luce,

    I cant begin to express how much this poem means to me.... Its a very personal piece for you and Im sure difficult to write, but I am greatly touched by this poem,,,

    thank you for sharing this with us....

    • 8 years ago

      by Everlasting

      Thanks Andrea.

      This piece like many others is bound to be misunderstood, but overall, I think parents have a really tough job: helping their children be independent on their own - in the process worrying for them more.. and children's job is show their parents that they can be independent .. both sides are tough.

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