Dark Poetry #4 |
Recollection of a Reflection |
PKreturns Member
since 2003-07-21
Posts 362New Orleans, LA |
I watch the footsteps of those who pass by Through the hazy gray of remembrance I pause in reflection to clear my eyes Even though I’m devoid of emotion I fight back the urge to cry These feet traverse the same destination Of those who passed before Still its hard to suppress the consternation Echoes of those yet to come Haunt me now from no location There seems to be few reasons left to give For the answers to questions fail To tell me why we all must live, Nothing left to remind us Simply nothing more to give That old feeling of fear comes back to me With a grip of icy hands To close about my throat, then I see The muffled voices warning So I retract again and let it be Closing my mind to every earthly thing Looking down at those feet In a puddle I see a golden ring But there’s no desire left Because there’s a winter for every spring And there was in it a reflection fading fast I couldn’t quite make it out The lines of reality will not last Until I finally realize From this world what has just passed |
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peaceful_dreamer Member
since 2003-04-25
Posts 159SoMeWhErE oVeR tHe RaInBoW |
This one is kind of hard to understand, but It think I made it through okay. I love these lines: Echoes of those yet to come Haunt me now from no location "I'm just me, trapped in a body." |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Confusing, but it makes u wonder, and want to read more....but it's great I'd Rather Be Hated For Who I Am Then Loved For What I'm Not~!~ |
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