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left in the cold
Contributed by
vampyrekiss
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Wednesday, 29th April 2009 @ 09:17:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
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How I long to compose a master piece
Put the ink to paper
the words flow like water
Verse after verse
stanza after stanza
But the words illude me
like trendles of smoke
gone through my fingers
Oh Silverstein
and Mr.frost
I have failed you so
the language of poetry
is lost to me
I shall only look onto beauty
never to be a part
Copyright ©
vampyrekiss
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2009-04-29 21:17:21]
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Re: left in the cold
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by emystar on
Wednesday, 29th April 2009 @ 09:44:03 PM AEST
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You under estimate your talent.
A very creative write.
huggs, blessings,
emy |
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Re: left in the cold
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by thezenmonkey on
Thursday, 30th April 2009 @ 05:36:42 AM AEST
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I thought this poem was pretty decent
If you need inspiration get stoned or drunk
then stay awake all night to watch the twilight and the sun rise.
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Re: left in the cold
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 6th May 2009 @ 08:07:00 AM AEST
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Beautifully expressed.
Oh! the torture of a poetic heart when rendered mute. Though I would
guess that by this display, the words managed to have found their way
into your pen, regardless. The last two lines are so full of longing and
sadness. Beautifully painful, dear poet.
~ Breezy
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