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Slam poetry Introvert after Kelvin yang CornyThe voices in my head tell me to speak to you. Yet, I am still silent. See,I am an introvert.Long romanti
Slam poetry Introvert after Kelvin yang
Corny
The voices in my head tell me to speak to you. Yet, I am still silent. See,
I am an introvert.
Long romantic nights in the library with my Biology book.
“Yes” and “No” are my usual responses to your question.
I will probably study on a Friday night. And a Saturday...Well and a Sunday.
But, that is not the point.
Yes, I am an introvert. No I am not rude.
Just understand that talking to you is like peeling every dry peice of my skin in my body.
Or trying to squeeze my hand after it has been burnt.
So, please try to understand me if I rather not.
That’s why I always watch you from afar.
And picture you In the imaginary world I have created.
I am an introvert. Don’t expect any grand gestures.
Know that my love is silent.
Just like the sand beneath our bare feet I remain in place abiding the laws of gravity.
I am an idiot. Watching you from afar, I become part of the
hundreds of books you never noticed. I now realize,
that the only conversations we have are the ones that I imagine.
The only significance I am to you is in my head.
The imaginary world I have created is now falling apart when
I see you and her talking. I wonder what you talk about when you are with her.
She probably does not spend most of her nights with her Biology books.
She probably does not answer “yes” or “no” to your questions.
I want to be brave. Just like Margery Kempe who said:” Lord, I would rather suffer all the cutting words that people might say about me, and all the clerics to preach against me for your love”.
She loved God more than anything.
She crossed the oceans.
In theory, I could cross the vast land of fear in front of me, to reach you.
In theory, I would not need to cling to my imaginary world anymore, if I just talk to you.
But, my conversations with you remains in my head.
Even though in theory I could.
In reality I can’t.
or:Slam poetry Introvert after Kelvin yang CornyThe voices in my head tell me to speak to you. Yet, I am still silent. See,I am an introvert.Long romantic nights in the library with my Biology book.\u201cYes\u201d and \u201cNo\u201d are my usual responses to your question. I will probably study on a Friday night. And a Saturday...Well and a Sunday.But, that is not the point.Yes, I am an introvert. No I am not rude.Just understand that talking to you is like peeling every dry peice of my skin in my body.Or trying to squeeze my hand after it has been burnt.So, please try to understand me if I rather not.That\u2019s why I always watch you from afar. And picture you In the imaginary world I have created.I am an introvert. Don\u2019t expect any grand gestures. Know that my love is silent. Just like the sand beneath our bare feet I remain in place abiding the laws of gravity.I am an idiot. Watching you from afar, I become part of the hundreds of books you never noticed. I now realize, that the only conversations we have are the ones that I imagine.The only significance I am to you is in my head.The imaginary world I have created is now falling apart whenI see you and her talking. I wonder what you talk about when you are with her.She probably does not spend most of her nights with her Biology books.She probably does not answer \u201cyes\u201d or \u201cno\u201d to your questions.I want to be brave. Just like Margery Kempe who said:\u201d Lord, I would rather suffer all the cutting words that people might say about me, and all the clerics to preach against me for your love\u201d.She loved God more than anything.She crossed the oceans.In theory, I could cross the vast land of fear in front of me, to reach you.In theory, I would not need to cling to my imaginary world anymore, if I just talk to you.But, my conversations with you remains in my head.Even though in theory I could.In reality I can\u2019t.
or:This is a poem which I would call \"Imigary\". You immagine all who are contained in the poem, and so are able to answer self imposed questions and situations. I think that the idea is good as I have not read one so strongly similar. I sugest that you do not base most of your poetry along such an idea. I do think that the potential for you to be a much better poet is bursting to get out.With due respect to your further work.Robert
