Inmortal

by Aussie   Dec 19, 2006


To be immortal
is to be cursed
to sit there
and love ones, pass away
go through every single way
a little heart can be broken
watch your husband get wrinkled
then say good-by
see everyones smile
see everyones tears
to sit there
be left behind

this poem can go on
and never meet its end
as a human continue breathing
life's torture still isn't
done with

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  • 16 years ago

    by FlawlesslyTarnished

    I completely agree with that last stanza.
    and this was an outstandingly amazing poem .
    it was short, but had so much emotion
    and passion within it. 5/5.

  • 16 years ago

    by lonelynow

    I really love the ending. That last line "done with" doesn't really fit, but it completes the poem. It makes you stop and think, just where you need to.

  • 17 years ago

    by NeferNoir

    This poem can go on
    and never meet its end
    as a human continue breathing
    life's torture still isn't
    done with

    Whoa!! these words are beautiful... i wish i could give you more than 5/5..

  • 17 years ago

    by Krzysztof J

    Even Imortality is something one can get used to, but the pain of a broken heart is something we can never forget :( the poem was beautifull :))

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