Open Poetry #30 |
Alone From the Heart |
the ant Junior Member
since 2003-11-30
Posts 18ca, usa |
White and cold The walls are closing in And I cant find Where im suppose to go Or where I’ve been I am lost In this maze Some call life Some call home I’d like to call my own I ask many And many don’t know Nobody has the answers I think they, too Are all alone Time moves on I am still lost Apparently from the start Our lives will fall apart If we don’t live Each day from the heart |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
true, very true |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is a very truthful poem. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Wow! How true this is! Hugs~ ~ Let peace begin with me... |
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bgryan Junior Member
since 2003-06-16
Posts 30North Ireland |
I really like this,well written,well done. |
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