Angel contrast

by Sean   May 2, 2005


I found,
A strand of her hair,
Laying upon my shirt.

It glistened,
In red beauty,
I held it.
Remembering her touch.

I rest it,
Upon a figure of a angel,
To match the beauty she held.
Next to the hideous figure,
Of a maggot,
Where so much of me,
Rests upon it.

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  • 18 years ago

    by ASPHYXIATED

    dont concider yourself a maggot...your much more your a great poet....maybe next time you could try put your words into a rhyming pattern so it would flow easier or into stanzas of the same amount....just some suggestions but i love your poems the way they are o emotional and real x) 5 again:D

  • 18 years ago

    by Sean

    The maggot is me yes, and i apreicate your comments alot :) They're extremly useful.

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