Dark Poetry #4 |
Magnitudes |
alan a Junior Member
since 2008-07-23
Posts 17india |
I see a crawlie creep her way, Through overlying roots under my swing. She looks up and wonders, Why shadows crawled, Every time I swung back, over her world. To is to dark and fro is for light, She seems to reckon and silently creeps. I wonder if she knows, The harm I could deal, If I decide to stroke her immaculate realm. And then I realize the frailty of mine. |
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alan a Junior Member
since 2008-07-23
Posts 17india |
not exactly dark... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Not exactly dark, but extremely well written! Welcome to Passions! Please, check your Email for a Very Special Greeting! " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love |
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alan a Junior Member
since 2008-07-23
Posts 17india |
thank you...n yes, i got what u sent me in the mail... |
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Mystress May Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 296Taunton, MA |
alan... I enjoy this... Welcome to PIP! Our scars are the foundation for what we have become |
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alan a Junior Member
since 2008-07-23
Posts 17india |
thank u may |
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