It was her stage name, a common thing in her line of work. It protected her, but for me, it also added the fascination of a mystery. This poem was the result of my fascination. Oh, and incidentally, I knew Celeste for eight months before she finally revealed her real name to me. A Few Visitor Comments emily i loved this poem.
Casey Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. That's all I know how to describe this poem. Desiree This, believe or not, touched my heart, and made me think of myself. The hiding behind something, the only letting someone see certain things. I may have looked to deep into the poem, not sure, but it did touch me deeply. All poetry is copyright by the individual authors. All other material on this web site, unless otherwise noted, is Copyright by Ron Carnell and Passions in Poetry. Visitor Login. Famous Poems Poetry Greeting Cards. About the Poem C eleste was, for lack of a better term, a stripper.
A Few Visitor Comments emily. Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. This, believe or not, touched my heart, and made me think of myself. But her mask is just a ruse, An aspect of her game. It hides the girl behind The fiction of her name. That name is but a symbol Of the role she plays for me, A promise unfulfilled, A hope of what could be.
Removing all between us, Clothed only in her name, Her touch is my illusion, Setting heart and loin aflame.
A mirage within a dream, A ghost of fragile youth, She is fantasy. And fire. And beauty born of truth.
Want to share this poem with a friend? You can email the whole poem not just a link directly to your friend, with a personal message from you. If this poem touched you, please take a moment to Vote for the poem and perhaps leave a comment telling us why. Artistically inclined? This poem really touched me, and now I know that other people feel the same way!! Thank you so much for this! I have had depression all my life, since I was like I use those things to help get me out of depression, but sometimes I just want to lie in bed and cry.
I would like someone to talk to about my depression, but no one wants to hear it.
The doctors have it in their files that I have depression, but I had it before they wrote it down. I'm glad you have found a way to cope, at least a little bit.
Writing has always done wonders for me and at least taken to edge off sometimes. Depression is hard for people to understand when they don't have it. I heard it once described as, think of the worst pain imaginable multiply it by then take away the cause of the pain. You're not alone.
This poem describes my depression accurately. The line, "This ache in my soul rips at my gut," truly hit home. I feel like I, as so many others do, find myself going through the motions to appear normal, but inside I am confined to a lonely kingdom of sadness and despair. I feel so much guilt for feeling this way.
My life certainly has not been the worst life ever, and I have many comforts that others in this world do not have. Yet I am consumed by anxiety, depression, and a longing to escape. What a beautiful poem. Thank you so much, Samuel.
It can seem like such a vicious circle, feeling depressed and invisible then guilty knowing there are others worse off than you are. That guilt weighs on us, making us more depressed, making us guiltier, and round and round until we make ourselves sick. You are not alone my friend, try to stay strong. You are loved. Hey, I love this poem. It's amazing and speaks the words I fail to say. Love it. Thank you for submitting such a great poem! I'm very impressed. Thank you so much Jessie! I have found so many poems or songs that can communicate what it is I'm trying to say but can't, and I'm happy my poem can do that for someone else!
Hi Melisa, my name is Shane. I've been dealing with depression for about 10 years now.
I spent some time in a rehab center for suicidal thoughts and actions. They said I have a chemical imbalance. I fight with my thoughts every day and they just don't go away. Every day is a battle. I calm myself with music because it's the only thing that really understands me. I read your poem and it's unreal and speaks some much truth. I was wondering if I could make a song with your poem. Please message me. Can't wait to hear back from you and hope you're having a great day. Shane, Do you know how badly I have wanted to collaborate with someone to put music to my stuff? It's something I have always wanted to do!
If you turn it in to a song you have to share it with me!!! LOL I sing a lot and this would be amazing. There is another website that has more of my poetry that maybe if you wanted we could look at together and see if there is anything that catches your eye, and we could do something with.
Let me know, I'd love to kick around ideas with you. It can be so therapeutic.
I cried when I read this. This poem perfectly describes my repetitive days at middle school. Hi Channing, my name is Michael, and I'm in the 8th grade. I have been faced with depression since I was very young, about the age of 9 or I am 14 now and I have tried to commit suicide twice.
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This poem means a lot to me. I know exactly how you feel because depression is a very hard thing to cope with. My parents abandoned me at 10 months for drugs. I was abused at the age of 1, and my adoptive dad beat me when I was 4. Bro, this stuff is hard. I actually write and listen to music to cope with my feelings. I don't always feel better, but sometimes I do.
Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain / Hiding the tears that fall like rain. / Saying I'm fine, when I'm anything but, / This. We live our lives behind a cloak of carefully woven emotions that we allow others to see. "FINE: POETIC THOUGHTS FROM BEHIND THE MASK" is a collection.
I also take pills to help with depression.