Dark Poetry #4 |
Erring on Me |
sgreybe Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 209London, UK |
ERRING ON ME: My name and my place, the hope of my days What does myself mean to me? Strength and love divided and flows free, yet restricted The time of erring reflected in me Scrutinised, taken apart, rejected The course of my life forever determined Who I may be and where I may stand By hateful, spiteful people who don't understand Sylvia 17/08/06 |
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stargal Senior Member
since 2006-03-06
Posts 1352OR USA |
Hi sgreybe, I'm not sure I understand the whole poem together but I liked the parts I felt that I understood. The first half, to me, was kind of a trying to find myself sort of feel and the last half was lashing at the world for the judgement cast. I kind of liked it in the seperate sort of form. It does come together in the end, which makes it even better. Thanks for sharing! "I pray thee, O God, that I |
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lanaia74 Member
since 2006-08-25
Posts 67 |
I loved it! Totally AWESOME! |
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