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Teen Poetry #5

Rivers Running Red

Kosetsu
Member

since 2001-03-10

Posts 450
Alabama, USA

0 posted 2002-02-25 09:21 PM

It doesn’t matter what you think,
Or what you really crave,
In the end you’re just a drone,
You’re nothing but a slave,

Nothing but a slave like me,
Chained in silent servitude
To the whims and tugging wills
Of this raging bloody feud

That refuses to cease or stop
Regardless of the blood that’s shed—
And still we’re drinking eagerly
From rivers that now run blood red.

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A small one...but it's an attempt to keep from slipping into writer's block again.

-Adam

"If life is so significant, then why do we die?"

gracianna
Member

since 2002-02-17

Posts 165
A 14 year hell

1 posted 2002-02-25 09:38 PM

That puts some interesting images in my mind...anyway, very powerful!

I give a whole new meaning to the word 'sad.'

LCBS
Senior Member

since 2001-11-29

Posts 532
Connecticut

2 posted 2002-02-25 10:08 PM

I've missed your poetry lately...you do a great job writing. There is something in how you write that always gives me chills and brings tears to my eyes. I wish I could write as well as you, you seem to express your feelings without being restricted by trying to rhyme.

Great poem

~LCBS

Exeryone makes mistake, learn from them and move on, because tomorrow we'll make more...

Android 17

Senior Member

since 2001-07-21

Posts 664
Winnipeg

3 posted 2002-02-26 03:49 PM

Oooh...I like this one! Although, goofily enough---the first stanza makes me think of Zidane. But it's true...we're all slaves one way or anyother.

Others are too in love with the sound of their own voice to speak the truth...

cherish
Senior Member

since 2001-03-25

Posts 1639
swimming in fairy floss...........

4 posted 2002-02-28 04:47 AM

this one was gruesome...but again i love the familiar style that you write in...keep posting cuz you know i enjoy reading them

Zombie

Torn are her limbs
By quiet hands that
Tug life(color) out of her.
Gnawing edges round
Into a broken(satisfying)
Shadow

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