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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
I see your connected Your web vast and strong Quite well selected In your web I don't belong It's days like these I scratch at my skull It's days like these you are It's days like these you grow so dull It's days like these you are I watch the face of the devil I shun the tears of the angel You thought you could hold me You thought I would never be Free. "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
oooh, I really like this! The rhythm is intriquing, as is the way you present the subject matter. Cool! |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
A very interesting poem. What does it mean "free". What is freedom? "When you have nothing else to loose." "It comes from the barrel of a gun." "The recognition of nessesity." Perhaps,in this case, freedom from a lovers control. Freedom from a cold reception from a lover you does not think you have preformed according to their rules. For me freedom is the will to think as I choose without anothers control. I am always being told what I must think. Each thing I must do in accordance with what others want. I resist this. I hope you do to. I tell them whatever they want to hear then I do as I please. If they object I tell them where they can stick it. |
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ESHA SEN GUPTA Member
since 2009-09-01
Posts 108Maharashtra,India |
A very nice way of asserting ones indepence. Mrs.Esha |
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