Thread: Poem called Feelings

A whisper of truth,

Comparison fills you as you stare in wonder at the sight of cruel taunts and sneers,

A boy in pain,

Trying to smile at the darkness that overwhelms his peers,

While you sit back,

Shaking your head,

Turning away,

He's asking for it,

A feeling of love,

From a stranger,

That's you deep inside,

Break away form that rock,

That separates him and you,

Before the tears become a statue,

Of death,

Lying in a boxed object,

In the deep soil,

Can you do this?

Think of hate and pain,

Think of love and lust,

Reach out to his feelings,

Set aside your worries,

And break away,

For you might make a friend,

That you shall never forget,

All because you choose the feeling called Love,


This came to me from thinking about how people in school are sometimes treated. They get tortured and it's not right. More people should reach out to help them and show them that they care,even though they think no one does. So help someone out today and lend a hand. It can just be a simple smile and hello in a crowded hallway, but that smile might save a life. Save them from pulling the trigger. Be a human being and stand up for those who are put down and need to be brought back up.