Open Poetry #14 |
My eyes |
walker Member Elite
since 2001-02-11
Posts 2240Florida |
My eyes watch as the world goes by. T.V, Radio, internet. They project what we invent, as we crave more each day. My eyes they watch as your love goes by. My heart, my soul, my love. They project my inner self, as you want more of me each day. My eyes watch as life goes by. Conception, birth, death. They project what is procreated, as we're left to deal with pain. My eyes grow very weary for whatever the time they have left. |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
walker enjoyed this alot |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I wouldn't grow too weary because you can always enhance your very day by writing a nice issues poem like this! There's some great things to relate to in this poem! |
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