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Tugging on my heart strings.
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Tugging on my heart strings. |
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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
I saw a man on the side of the road His laugh young yet his eyes were old Held a sign, which wisdom was told I asked his name, yes I was bold He said take a seat, at my knees I did fold Sitting there quietly, listening to him talk I watched many pass, yes much like a hawk Let the words sink in, never did I mock Saw a Star and didn't even gawk Ignored the glare, hated the spark Later that day did I write I wrote all that I knew, everything in sight My mind was dark, he gave it light And gave me the weapon, in which I am to fight You see poetry Is much more to me Then anything could ever be Learn humility So maybe, one day So my mind might be free Those words of wisdom much more vast then the deepest sea read like priest, a saint, preaching blasphemy. "Smile, forever smile." - Taylor K. "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
Interesting write, like the disclaimer at the bottom and your Oscar Wilde Quote |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
A dandy of a poem. Let's run it back up to the top of the page for a few more comments. |
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