A/N: As people liked my last poem, here's another. It's actually just a filler, because my story's going no where. Again, metaphorical. No names are mentioned, but I distinctly see this as Ron speaking to Hermione.

And I am sincerely asking anyone who reads my stuff, if they want another story because I got the feeling that not that many read the last one, and they take so much time. I love writing, but I really would appreciate some more feedback, recognition, whatever you want to call it. I have had such an awful week, and my mum will not stop hocking me about my English project! I mean, eurgh! Sorry, had to vent there. *whew*

Anyway, angst laden, depressing, and maybe thought provoking. I think it speaks for a lot of people in way. Poetry is so reflective of one's mood, n'est-ce pas?



Seeing



Can you hear me when I whisper?

Or is it louder when I scream?

No matter how I go about it

All they hear is what I seem



You can't see beneath the shadow

You can't see beyond the grins

What lies beneath is buried under

A thousand tears of tainted sins



Every day upon a glance

I think that you could notice me

I'm always known by who I walk with

But those who squint still wouldn't see



That life is passing all too quickly

Gasping for breath that isn't there

Searching for morality that's strayed and wandered

And if I do breath, it's without air



Look back upon days fraught with friendship

They seemed eternal to my mind

But now they rip with passing breezes

A single touch can tear the bind



Don't think it's you that's sent me crying

Don't blame yourself for unwritten words

But remember that unsung ballads

Are those that linger, still unheard



Fame will wither, but courage will stay

I don't see you just for that

Only in you can I find my conscience

And be myself at last



They say that love can be a loss

And that's a door I'll face

But time heals wounds, leaving scars

A memory erased



Will a day pass without my parrying

In the wrong direction of lust

I know a whisper could bring you close

But I fear a gentle touch



Think back into childhood

When innocence wasn't lost

Break through into forgotten times

Burn away cold frost



And underneath discover that

Life should be forever

Even in death, it's just a start

And there I'll be remembered



Years ahead of this one night

I'll look back and finally see

That nothing's imagination now

That life's pure destiny



And you will see what no one could

When you take your last glance back

To lock a window without a key

To work a puppet without slack



Then I'll be in my soul again

The realm where this world fades

And all that's left is them seeing me

No one else to block the way



Take my hand and close your eyes

Blink back the burning tears

You can escape reality

You can escape your fears



There's no way for you to know

That when they look, they see right through

Prove that even someone blind

Can find me as you always do



Then you'll soar above the clouds

Enough to finally see

Your wings and mine will grab the winds

And I'll at last be free