Dark Poetry #4 |
A handbag full of needles |
Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
Her handbag’s full of needles But her mother doesn’t lover her Her handbag’s full and needless But her father had a glove on his hand Slipping on the curves of the high-rise Another street lamp fades below But her daddy doesn’t know That when her eyes grow cold And she begins to slumber with the soil That glove has no grip to hold Hey, willow locks Could you try to smile? Your needles are empty Not a thing worth your while (opened eyes at last) |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
creative and meaningful. enjoyed. |
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darkness_witch Senior Member
since 2003-12-03
Posts 516Underneath |
hey this is really good. love the last stanza, it kicks! really awesome love and empathy nirvana means freedom from pain, suffering and the external world. |
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