Here at last
you make your stand
a heart to heart
whilst hand in hand
the broken peices of your soul
attempt to fill
an empty hole
poisoned silence
in angry gaze
i see your mind
through lying haze
but sorry doesn't win it back
my bleeding heart
wont cut you slack
unwanted
by a worthy fear
your words run cold
through every ear
the honesty that wasn't there
puts malice back
into the air
It isn't fair
Author notes
Written November 9th, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- TEN THOUSAND POINTS OF RHYME (Now 20,000+) Part 9a Feelings by cricketjeff.
1500 points, ended January 29, 2008, 40 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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The last line as life's most eternal truth deserves the hm on its own
Thanks very much for the entry we would both love to see you in round 10.
Jeff and Sue
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great!
very touching poem indeed it sucked me right into its words!. good job
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