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Miniscule Life (Bear with me folks...one of those nights)
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Miniscule Life (Bear with me folks...one of those nights) |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida 
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Abandoned am I to survive a miniscule life Lonliness has muted my pain, twisted it and reshaped it with its fun-house mirrors Living to court a reclusive lifestyle drowning in habitual rituals to keep my mind sane This healthy body houses a bitter black soul -abused, encumbered- by life itself and the weight of decisions once made When all of my emotions run dry to the dregs, the hurt sustains me through its bottomless founts Beaten by past and too scared to look ahead Forgotten -cast aside- is the now empty shell that used to be me The future a silvery gray fog, too thick to pass through And I not the strength to sustain passage Futility’s intrinsic design like a dirty stained glass window casts muted -distorted – shadows over me, mocking my frailty I watch helpless as anger courts despair, in the dark dank corridors of my miniscule life |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Oh very sad but this is a powerful piece of poetry none the less. Very nicely done  |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
you sure have a way with words, satiate. I've had a few of these days myself... they will get better - they have to!!! "Futility's intrinsic design"... Wish that was my line... Michael |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
This healthy body houses a bitter black soul -abused, encumbered- by life itself and the weight of decisions once made --------------------- Futility’s intrinsic design like a dirty stained glass window casts muted -distorted – shadows over me, mocking my frailty ----------------- this is EXCELLENT...wow..you expressed these emotions so powerfully...yet, at the same time the poem has such a fragileness to it... very nice work. take care, jm Do you live by the book, do you play by the rules Do you care what is thought by others about you If this day is all that is promised to you Do you live for the present, the future the past... tracy chapman |
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