Open Poetry #28 |
Where Dost Thou Walk? |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
How can I find sleep When my sad eyes can not weep And my soul does cry, I stay on these feet Worn sore by too much of street, That keeps going by Each step a tear drop So my walking can not stop. Moving is salt tears Till my soul is new This journey will not be through Will I go for years Ending it all in an ocean deep? Gloom Please Note: this is not a poem about suicide, but grief. Because of the possibility of being misinterpreted I did change the original writing, to ‘salt tears’ to give the clue of crying an ocean of tears. |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
"Moving is salt tears Till my soul is new This journey will not be through Will I go for years Ending it all in an ocean deep?" ..these lines are wonderful.. You penned grief..you brought it to life in my head.. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this poem made me feel like you want so to give more...but you have, so incredibly... beautiful thoughts and feelings |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Gloomyone, Fantastic job! An ocean of tears... Susan |
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