Dark Poetry #3 |
life? |
Match Member
since 2002-07-01
Posts 286Canada Edmonton |
Life The wind blowing back your tear stained face. A childs broken heart and broken bones. Silent cries of the unknown victims. Mothers tears, morning her loss. A drunk driver, A homless man on the bench , No shelter, Only rubble. No place to go , Nothing to say, Isn't it obvious? Look around and you tell me what do you see? Do I dare to look at whats really there, |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
well written piece, match. There is a lot of useless suffering in this world, hope that you skirt most of it on your journey. ~wranx "Writing is a perfectly natural thing to do...provided it's done in private and you wash your hands afterward"....Heinlein. |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
To see through the eyes of another is always a painful journey in helplessness... you've gotten the point across...and damn good too!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
liked it arthur |
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