Friends Without Faces

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by squawkers7, Jan 24, 2005.

  1. squawkers7

    squawkers7 radical rebel

    Friends Without Faces

    We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
    We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
    With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
    Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.

    We chat with each other, we type all our woes & Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
    We wait for somebody, to type out our name
    We want recognition, but it is always the same.

    We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
    In posts we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
    We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
    But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow

    Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
    Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
    Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
    With those we can't see, as though we were blind.

    The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell,
    We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
    We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
    So we turn to the 'puter', and to those we can trust.

    Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
    They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
     
  2. carsick

    carsick Member

    that was good.....i think something we can all relate to
     
  3. gnarkill_chik

    gnarkill_chik Member

    thats really awesome, i think thats a cool poem i like how you said..."With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
    Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze."...,I really like that, and how u describe our searching like a maze. as we look for a friend or something else, we just sit doing nothin and your just spaced into another demension. But that was really cool, i like it.
     
  4. KittenX

    KittenX Purrrific

    This line made me think..."and to those we can trust." How do we know we can trust these anonymous faces?
    This line made me smile...- They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.- ...unless they send you their picture! teehee
    Solid rhyme scheme here, quite witty.
     
  5. PhysicTrip

    PhysicTrip Member

    Its very true.
    the rhymes make me smile :)
    peace
     
  6. squawkers7

    squawkers7 radical rebel

    Thanks, glad you seem to like it.
     
  7. nattimorgan

    nattimorgan Member

    Good poem Squawk. I love the concept and the playful nature of the lines, especially:

    Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
    They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.

    However but the meter could be tighter. Blessed Love and Nuff Respect.
     
  8. Auriga

    Auriga Member

    Wow. Great poem, squawkers7. Something everyone could've written...


    Will
     

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