Open Poetry #1 |
Heartbeating |
utopianangel New Member
since 1999-06-22
Posts 3Arizona |
Saddness is a heartbeat It stirs the veins in your soul And it beats on and on. Saddness carresses gentleness It may relieve a man And let him cry. But when saddness hits your mind It stays there as an ongoing sickness And you seem to be all alone. Saddness leaves you to no one It just rushes your anger and fear So that saddness is no longer a heartbeat Even deeper; it becomes your mirror. ------------------ Rachel |
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