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hey my boy
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hey my boy |
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anya Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 393London, UK |
hey my boy, arn't the stars shining bright tonight but you always did think they were shining for you no, wait, you knew they were shining for you just as the flowers open their faces to you after all you do shine stronger than the sun don't you and you can see that creation is just your playground what is it you used to whisper to me 'look, my moons making faces at us' the dark holds no terrors for you after all the angels were put here on earth to follow you through and for you the night never seems long cause you know there will always be tommorow how could tommorow fail to show when you are there to grace it's arrival and the people who have infringed on your existence, we are but part of the show to you but who can blame you when the bigger things were made for you hey my boy you are one of the elements you are forever free hey my boy you are eternal, you could never fool me |
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skyshine 
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
This was an interesting read.  ~Beth You look inside my wild mind |
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paper doll Member
since 2002-08-04
Posts 133Floating on Uncertainty |
This reads very much like a song. I like the way it flows through but the word 'you' seems a little over used. Other than that, I enjoyed it. Not my all time favourite but nonetheless nice.  ~M Imagination=nostalgia for the past, the absent; it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshots of reality. |
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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
"how could tommorow fail to show when you are there to grace it's arrival and the people who have infringed on your existence, we are but part of the show to you but who can blame you when the bigger things were made for you" This part and the ending were my favourite. I haven't read much of your poetry but in the little that I have read I have liked. This time is no different. I've got no complaints. I'm married to Mr.Metaphor. We make love everyday. [This message has been edited by Dark Enchantress (08-12-2002 03:11 PM).] |
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punkrockerrobin
since 2001-05-15
Posts 1180Sparks, NV |
great poem i really liked it hope to see more from you. tks for the read. robin you either like me for who i am or you don't like me at all |
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fearing-laughter Senior Member
since 2001-04-24
Posts 605land of cheese (Wisconsin) |
hey, i think this is the second poem i've responded to from you, neither one of them dissapointed me when searching for something interesting on pip. i really did like this piece, i don't know if you wrote it to seem kind of sarcastic, but that was my interpretation. probably because i know a lot of people that feel the same way the person does in your poem. the only tiny suggestion i have is to maybe add question marks to the lines you ask questions in, i don't know why, but i think that lol. maybe i am traditional? or perhaps just tired. anywayz...good write. -bergundy- maybe i'll catch fire, something nice to warm me. something pure to burn away the darkness, that hides inside my mind. -alkaline trio- |
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anya Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 393London, UK |
I can see how you thougt i was being sarcastic but i wasn't. it was a poem about one of my brothers. Ever since he was a kid he has always seemed to have bigger things on his mind and doesn't let everyday things get to him ever, i don't know he just always seems on different wavelength to the rest of the world, thats what it was about |
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