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Standing Next to Sorrow
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Standing Next to Sorrow |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico 
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Standing Next to Sorrow: The pigeons fly as a man stares off into his introspective. He worries about his daughter, who in time will go through a complex heart surgery. Wondering what will come in the aftermath. Tearing apart with thoughts of death. Tears drip from his eyes of love and sadness. He mumbles phrases to God in hope and in sorrow. I pray the best for this man and his daughter. His soul must be strong, and his mind sturdy. We all lay on the boundary of death, a little closer than we think. So, as I stand next to this man, I think that one day it will be me in his place. May the pigeons fly, the mans daughter live, And may I continue to lay in everlasting thought to my surroundings. Cheers to life and death. You both come hand in hand.  I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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luvnkris Member
since 2000-08-31
Posts 144Perth, Australia |
hey, this is a really touching poem. very well written. is this about someone that you know? anyways, i liked it alot. Luv ya Jo xoxox * never live a second without being grateful for all you have around you* |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Well told Javier ... poignant story, followed with a well thought-out conclusion. Very nicely written!  Best wishes, /Kit |
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Child of the Stars
since 2000-09-07
Posts 1658Ann Arbor, MI |
Javi...this one almost made me cry...wish I could make people cry... ~Carly Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars. |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
About this being a true story, yes. I wrote this while in the hospitol awaiting for my own little heart to be checked on. I have ataki cardia bla bla bla bla...had to stop playing the sport i loved, football. I was quite good too. Captain of the team, 3 championships undefeated, 2 time allstar, 3 time MVP....i mean c'mon!!!!!! haha and yea the old ticker got the best of me. Yea but anyway, the poem was me just lookin at this father and got me inspired to write. I knew his story cuz my mom told me cuz she talked to his wife. Oh well, i sympathized I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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Suga_Baby Member
since 2000-08-06
Posts 380Maine, USA |
This poem is SO sweet and touching! keep it up! |
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