Hope and Destitution

by Somber Esprit   Jun 29, 2006


I have nothing.
Like the wind in the trees,
Nothing but myself and my power.
Power to sooth, as the wind soothes a burned face on a hot day,
Power to maim and kill, as hurricanes and tornadoes maim and kill,
The wind and I have the uplifting song of the lark in common,
Also, we have nothing.

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  • 16 years ago

    by 4 track demo

    I really really really want to like this piece and i do, i do, there isn't anything that is wrong with it at all, i just keep reading it over & over hoping for just a little more...oh the hell with it, maybe that was your intention
    great poem! HELL YEAH!

  • 16 years ago

    by Adelle

    A good piece the wording was good but the emotion wasen't quite there.

  • 17 years ago

    by ├Truely_Spoken┤

    Very nice poem- thanks for sharing it with us
    Also thanks for your comment on my poem If I, I have a new poem now "Phone Booth"- i would really appreciate it if you could read/rate it :)

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