Empty Handed (Sonnet of Sorrow 1) revised

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Open Poetry #41

Empty Handed (Sonnet of Sorrow 1) revised

Xillus_Xavier
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since 2007-10-05

Posts 72
Alabama

0 posted 2007-11-26 10:16 PM

***Revised***

Empty Handed
Sonnet of Sorrow #1

My empty hand awaits in chronic form
to feel accepting fingers' tendered press.
The warmth within me wanes in Sorrows' storm.
My patience turns to fear as I regress.
The waves of opportunity have ebbed.
The sands of sympathy are swept away.
My barren palm of hope, though always webbed -
finds loneliness its only catch each day.
The desperation of my outstreatched hand
parades a bleeding heart for all to see.
And even though my mind can't understand -
a loveless life may be my destiny.
My well of hope's run dry, but I'm composed.
No tears are left to cry - my hand is closed.

Margherita
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since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2007-11-28 04:45 PM

Nice wording of a sorrowful situation.

A loveless life is no one's fate, no ...

Love,
Margherita

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