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The Point of Culmination
Contributed by
weepingprophet
on
Wednesday, 22nd February 2006 @ 02:53:44 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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can you taste the desperation
beads dripping down my face
swallow all the condemnation
of my undeniable disgrace
hollowed for the world
a plastic shell to hold
every little secret unfurled
begging to be consoled
nothing has ever mattered
when it comes to love
it leaves all barren and battered
with no mercy from above
how the dirt sticks to my skin
as claustrophobic as the lies
i never thought the sin
was simply a disguise
the grave that i dig
i swallow it whole
nothing to give
put a pretensive role
shallow pain is blind
the world uses it as a tool
to twist and tame the mind
as a distorted sense of control
face down in the shame
of my own miserable grave
is the blind sight
of all the bitter lies
but i've no one else to blame
for the mind that i gave
blind and trite
life is a shameful disguise
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Re: The Point of Culmination
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by EverlastingDawn on
Wednesday, 22nd February 2006 @ 05:45:53 AM AEST
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A very interesting meaning
You nicely portrayed your emotions
And the rhyme scheme is wonderful
Fantstic Write
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Re: The Point of Culmination
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by joydeep_nath on
Wednesday, 22nd February 2006 @ 10:23:13 AM AEST
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| well done ....this is a real poem..check out my poem Ghost of my Desire...it may have sumthing in common to yrs... |
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Re: The Point of Culmination
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by Bohemian_with_a_pen on
Thursday, 23rd February 2006 @ 03:05:18 AM AEST
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incredible
[how the dirt sticks to my skin
as claustrophobic as the lies
i never thought the sin
was simply a disguise]
well done |
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