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Glass Frame
4 February, 2003
Author: LinzAy

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Staring at your picture that’s being held in a glass frame
Your eyes look so hypnotizing, so soft
I stare deeply into them, seeing everything one could feel
But hate shows itself the most, it lay there right on top

I despise you so much, the hate you brewed inside me has grown
I curse you when you pass under my breath, something I’ve ever before done
You seem so honest in this picture - such a lie
I dream of hurting you, destroying you - it would be so much fun

But you’re so far away, I can’t reach you, can’t get close
The odds of hurting an enemy from afar aren’t all that good
You’ve got to hit them where it hurts
I’d hurt you so damn bad if I could

Running my fingers along the edges of that glass picture frame
That frame that holds such a horrid picture, horrid memory
Suddenly the glass shatters and the picture’s ruined
I didn’t realize I threw it so hard, rage came so suddenly

It’s amazing how much hate you can bring to a persons life
How much hate you can make one feel
~I’m cleaning the broken glass and shredded picture now
And I realize something I haven’t before, hate feels so good when it’s real

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Martin Vann (67.75.182.28) -- Friday, February 7 2003, 05:20 pm

The title; "Glass Frame" a poem in itself ! , I think.

My first thought when I read the title, was one of "Reflection" no picture in the frame at all. Perhaps that is what some of us think real hate is, a reflection of our self?

However, there was broken glass and a picture torn to schreds so, perhaps I missed the mark here, but you made me appreciate the message that "I " got from this very revealing work.

Thank You,very impressive.
Martin V
LinzAy (64.12.102.32) -- Saturday, February 8 2003, 03:31 am

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Dang! that's a good way to look at it Martin...i never really thought of it like that....but everytime i read it or something i will. And i guess with the broken glass and shredded picture it could be well, broken glass from the frame and the shredded picture could be the shredded image of urself...........i dunno.....does that make any sense to anybody?!?! i think i just confused myself!
2 LinzAy (65.57.57.58) -- Saturday, February 8 2003, 08:43 pm

You are catching on...,

To me, a really, effective writting such as your "Glass Frame," has the ability to even fool or perhaps, impress the Author with new interpretaion of the work. This poem is an opne door for those of us called Poets. Good work provides us with so many opportunities to see much more then JUST the words.

A good, effective poem has and gives life and entertainment to the reader, this Glass Frame is a classic example of why poets love to share with each other. We get honest, sincere feed-back, not dribble, no offense intened to anyone. Poets open so many doors and this is why I love the dreamersreality site and respect the membership. I have friend I don't have to meet in the flesh, to call them my friends.

Martin V
P.S.
Your not confused and it makes tons and tons of sense. This is one of my favorite poems. Easy to get into.
LinzAy (152.163.201.192) -- Sunday, February 9 2003, 12:14 pm

2 Martin

Every comment you make has such a full meaning. Andi dont know know how to respond to them and say certain things back...though i feel it. But, everything you said up there makes perfect sense......about the open doors for even the author of the poem.
Webster (4.248.67.155) -- Tuesday, November 2 2004, 08:12 pm

Worlds of Hate and Love

There is only the thickness of a photograph separating the world of Hate from the world of Love. Only the deepest love could foster such hate.
 
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