Disappointment

January 16, 2013
By SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
75 articles 16 photos 1143 comments

Favorite Quote:
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
- Maya Angelou
When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out
The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay
If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven
And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel


The worst thing ever is
Disappointment.
For, on it works
No ointment.
When you feel it yourself,
Only then comprehend;
It is a bad bad feeling
However you may pretend.
So limit your expectations,
Don’t trust every casket…
But then again, don’t put
All your eggs in one basket.
Trust only yourself, for you
Are the one that will stay true.


The author's comments:
I would hate to ever disappoint anyone who expects so much from me neither can I imagine the horror of being disappointed. Here's how I put it into poetry...

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on Nov. 22 2013 at 4:29 am
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
75 articles 16 photos 1143 comments

Favorite Quote:
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
- Maya Angelou
When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out
The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay
If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven
And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

Hey, Janelle!! Thanks for reading all that stuff of mine. And yes, I can see you did indeed read tons! Thank You SO MUCH for all you amazing and kind comments. This feedback means a lot. Thank You.  Love, Saphira.

on Nov. 21 2013 at 1:21 pm
Nella.Girl97 BRONZE, Ashland, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
"Keep on dreaming even if it breaks your heart."

I read tons of your poems and dont ever know what to put for a comment! All I can say is this is an amazing poem with a understanding meaning! Love it!

on Feb. 18 2013 at 11:09 am
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
75 articles 16 photos 1143 comments

Favorite Quote:
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
- Maya Angelou
When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out
The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay
If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven
And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

Haha...I guess it is a bit haunting now that you point it out..and well I agree some of the shortest poems are the best because the way the convey so much in so less words is astounding...though I probably don't come in the top 1000s..haha....anyway Thank YOU!

on Feb. 17 2013 at 12:46 pm
StarlitSunrise DIAMOND, Clemmons, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing." ~Camille Pissarro

  I loved the line “Don’t trust every casket…” It’s such a haunting command. You did a great job of saying what you wanted to in such few words. Maybe it’s just me, but I think sort poems are some of the very best out there.


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