Open Poetry #27 |
Born: into world of hate |
RedStoneEB Senior Member
since 2003-06-08
Posts 772uk |
Children Newly born into this world Not knowing The pain and sorrow Yet to infest there souls New eyes preying Into darkness Searching for answers To first questions in minds Waiting for future truths To unfold Covered with lies Blinded by The happiness Forced upon there souls Soon to change To pain and suffering After longing for love fades With every step they take Alone They find themselves Wanting that love back Once forced Into there weakened minds Now knowing They have to find There own Little happiness So they can keep There souls Time travels along Soon they find the world To be there own Little hell Burning with rage They destroy themselves Till souls travel on And the shells rot To dust And the dust becomes The newly formed hate Soon to penetrate Newly born souls |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Good job |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
not all are born into the dust of hate, thank goodness and those who are need a big broom, to sweep it away from their heart and soul |
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Jennis#1 Member
since 2003-07-08
Posts 112IL, Usa |
Super job on poem. Jenn |
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Janette
since 2001-07-20
Posts 2843Chicagoland for now |
"They have to find There own Little happiness" Yes, we all, as adults, must find what brings us joy in our lives. But the thoughts of children being without it is just frightening, for their souls are innocent. Oh, and did you not mean for "there" to be their? |
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