Open Poetry #37 |
A View From the Bench |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
In the morning light After walking streets all night, It is best Just to rest Where she can remain alone So she sits like stone, As thoughts swirl And mists curl Upward to burn in sunlight Ending the twilight. Everything burns As a fading hope still yearns For normal, A young girl Without burdens she must bare And to have some care, Some giving, Back living To a time so long before, To be there once more. There's reality, A new life without beauty, Where it's worse Than a curse And no dreaming makes it go; It just life you know Where the gain Is just pain, Will she be swallowed by lies Before next sunrise? Gloom |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! I like this...a lot |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Professor....You sure can create atmosphere within your poetry. Well done!! |
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