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by Poetically Speaking Dec 6, 2004
Sadness, depression /
of memories fleeting
decorate a place of dark.
Idle memories of a time of glee.
Ghostly; for how can this still compare?
Ashy soot defines the position:
Immortal constancy of you and I.
Reenacting distant conceptions of:
Bewilderment is the aura of despair;
surrounding demise; you and I.
our crooked dream gleams.
Assailing our damp souls.
Pleading to us both,
distant yet still one,
Beckoning a wayward path,
to look within.
Alas, we cannot merge.
Destiny has assumed its role;
our crooked pictures yet still hang.
A semblance of what once,
Unique! I like the style! You have to really focus when you read this one! I like the fact you have your own style! The wording made it so different but that's what makes a good poem I think! Take Care! Brooke 5/5
Wow! i like it! it is like a cryptic puzzle. It takes quite i time to read to even start to understand it. Very well written and full of meaning!
keep it up! 5/5
really different style, like it.
stay strong lu -x-x-x-