I need a DEEP meaningful poem.?

Question

I have writers block. Every word in poetry, should stand for itself and have a meaning that takes part in expressing ones feelings.

I like to describe my feelings and express my emotions in the most deep and meaningful way, however I'm at a set back. I can describe my feelings but not express them and they burn deep. I know people who can express themselves so deeply and sometimes I wish I had more of that even if I had to trade in some of my scientific knowledge.

I am feeling anxious, ambitious, protective, proactive, feel the calling to help someone or something, hint of discouragement, homesick, heart struck and head strong, not aimless but lost, feel Immortal but in pain. I feel smart, strong but not as useful. I don't want to be needed, but I'd like to be wanted even if it is my home that wants me back. I feel lonley but not desperate. I know my roots but can't find how to embrase them. I cry with no emotion or to a mere movie, but in sadness I'm too strong to cry.

Answer 1

Pennsylvania,

I have the perfect answer for you my friend! What you need is a small hand held recorder to record your thoughts at a moments notice! Then you play it back to preserve for your own posterity. You don't have a block... you are forcing the issue, but what you convey at that moment confuses your thought process of what you really mean! Well now you can decipher it all and take out what you don't need. Try this method until your 'block' is lifted...

Answer 2

Read the poem: IF - by: Rudyard Kipling

If

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

(has nothing to do with being a man -----fits any gender)

Keep the faith. And keep on expressing yourself just as you have done in your question. You may want to keep a journal of your thoughts and feelings. Just as you've written descriptive words in your question ----you can make them into a very meaningful poem. Rudyard Kipling's: IF ....can be of great inspiration and hope for you. I had to memorize that poem over 30 years ago. I'll never forget it. It gives me hope and helps me to "center", when need be.

Keep on being YOU!

Answer 3

You may not realize it but your description is kind of a poem in itself.  You have a way with words more than you may realize.  work with it!

Answer 4

In the quiet evening when I long for loved ones gone and times past, in the faint breeze I hear their voices calling me ahead, and the prospect draws me nearer to go.

I am bound by the intricacy of the design here, the fractals, the technology, the vast knowledge expanding exponentially in the centers of higher learning.

I am bound by responsibilities and relationships, and a curiousity to seek the unknowns in the world.

I am bound by the desire to live, love and learn.

But as my body grows old,and I lie resting from all the troubles and joys of this life, there are some things I imagine I do not want to learn or see or experience on earth.

And all the knowledge and wonders here and maybe even those people I love so dearly, cannot compete, at this moment, with the simple voices of happy children, and dogs barking that I hear in the distance. I ache to join them.

The sun is setting, and we children are resisting the calls that draw us home to eat and sleep. Perhaps, all the knowledge and wonders are yet to be seen in the simple act of going Home where there is food and family, and love and rest.