Teen Poetry #5 |
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Promises In the Wind |
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mistic Member
since 2001-05-06
Posts 233Idaho, U.S.A. |
You ask me to come lay beside you... YOu promise me a new life With you sharing every minute of it with me, And so we etched out our promises in stone. Time ticked away And brought us a year closer to that special day, But some time ago A duststorm rolled in And made my vision unclear. Damp cheeks of doubt were seen As this storm raged on in this bed of lies. You can't really prove to me That our promises are true, But they're just words With no actions to back them up, Only actions to make me think the opposite. It seems that the rock we etched our promises in Wasn't a rock afterall, It was blown away in the form of dust, And with the dust Went our promises as well. |
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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
Just curious.. do you not give a damn what the reader gets out of it? Do you not care what conclusions the reader draws from it? Conclusions that are personal to the reader (not personal to you) I mean. Anywho, I liked how you used the rock and the dust as metaphors. Definitely shows how one minute in our lives something may seem stable and then the next minute that which was stable is now too shakey to stand on. "if you know me so well then tell me which hand do I use?" Tori Amos [This message has been edited by Dark Enchantress (08-02-2002 05:12 PM).] |
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mistic Member
since 2001-05-06
Posts 233Idaho, U.S.A. |
well I've had one too many people jump to the conclusion of some of my poems beings sucidal. lol the ones that come straight out and say that i was (for the time that i worte them i was...) definately won't be seen here... and they're some of my best too. ![]() |
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