Dark Poetry #4 |
Him |
River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
there's so many that want me I could just close my eyes and point at any but I don't I keep franticly searching for this one through the crowd a face still unseen a name still unknown many times I thought I found him only to realize just his shadow cheap mimick trick the more I look the more I hurt the more I search the less I find he is my one he is mine a dream he holds me inside his rock built mind unknown I'm so confused ready to quit and not worry wait for fate to find my door and knock but it's so hard just to wait. I just want... Him. "Stained by the sun, I can see colors...colors of mercy washing over me." - 3 Minutes From Home |
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kissa~rachelle Senior Member
since 2003-11-27
Posts 988nowhere special |
this was one bad ass poem. I love it. Karissa I ask why, but in my mind, |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
It describes that search that girls go through that just seems hopless sometimes and at other times granted. Thats cool. God bless. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
thanks |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Hopefully one day, we each find our "him" or "her." This was amazing, the first stanza was awesome and the countless shadows of him were a great touch. Nice work River. Hollow. Courtney. I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. - Gary Jules, Mad World. |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
i like the ;ast stanza a lot, nice write Awake through motion with curiosity to curtain your first move |
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