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 mazeLooking 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 nameWe 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 boldTelling our secrets, that have never been told. Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mindWith 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 mustSo 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.
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.
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.
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.
