Open Poetry #43 |
Love, Or Die Trying.... |
RevengeIsMine Senior Member
since 2006-07-08
Posts 820Australia |
The candle burns alone tonight As it flickers in the wind The solemn cry of a lonely girl And the battles she’ll never win It’s Sunday morning out there somewhere And the rain it’s teaming down She’s standing by her grave again But she dare not make a sound But the silence it seems is killing her Trapped and broken but complete The tombstone tells of captive life And how the angels cried defeat Shocked and broken she fell down Her body sprawled across the dirt Muddy hand prints on her face Blood splatter on her skirt So tell me why you broke her down When you knew she couldn’t fight Then tell me why I watched her die In a bloody death tonight As Sunday morning fades away The angels cease the crying So tell me why is life so hard And why do we die trying |
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rhia_5779 Senior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 1334California |
I was going to copy and paste what I liked the best but that would be the whole poem. I can't really pick what I loved most maybe the last stanza but they were all so powerful and beautiful. You have so much talent- your writing has such power to it and such emotion. Beautiful and heart breaking write! Rhia |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo dear RevengeIsMine, The idea behind this is excellent, and it works very well. Love Bobby |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
"So tell me why is life so hard And why do we die trying" Loved your poem! As for the above, I don't really know but perhaps we all choose different things to experience. Helen |
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RevengeIsMine Senior Member
since 2006-07-08
Posts 820Australia |
Aww Thankyou guys, I never even expected one comment let alone three.. Thankyou very much! |
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