This time as we go around
Older and more bothered
Deeper cries and heavier hearts
The days are thick,
They trudge on within our day planners
And sighing woes
And time, this old withered soul
Pulls itself along by the fingernails
Dragging these old hours
atop its war-torn spine
Oh, but would you even hear the hacking,
The coughing tearing through its stretching chest
With tears that lick along the tissue
And the muscles, atrophied and wasted
Shaking in quiet desperation
Oh, but would you even hear it if you could?
We’re having another go around
And time, its grown hungry
And its skin is sticking to its bones
Have you not noticed the stench that causes these paper walls to curl?
Does it not tear streams from those big batting eyes?
Oh, those young wet lashes stretching out in mini triangles
Join together just in time
The curtain drawn tightly across your senses
Oh, but would you even see it if you could?
Knees scraping, splintered against the wooden floors
Time’s made its way as best it could
With blood slowing along the thinning walls of its broken veins
Go writhe in dejection between your sheets
That cloak you from the days that have long-since passed
This time around, the rooms are
Duller and darker, with
Shattered window panes and hardened hearts
And your heels, they stick to the cold puddles beneath them
And your eyelids and your pretty bright lashes
Lock forever as your senses fade out, without realizing
The blood in curves and circles around your feet
Time has stopped its breathing
Has run out of room for the nothing in its stomach
And the blood in its body has poured so long for you
That there is none left to puddle around
And cool those alabaster feet that have not moved in so long
It has run out of bones and skin and flesh
In its waiting for you to notice
And while it has
waited and
waited and
waited
With shaking shoulders, destitute and unnoticed
Within its achingly futile circles
Have you not wondered once
As you stand closed-eyed
Inside silent motionlessness
What time it is?
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WOW!!!
omifreakingosh this is INSANELY good!!! i have never seen anything like this, i love e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g about it!!!! wow u are one of the BEST poets i have ever read stuff from i am sooooooooooo jealous!!!
"Have you not wondered once
As you stand closed-eyed
Inside silent motionlessness
What time it was? "
It gives a whole new horizon to allpoetry, and i bet if i read it for hours it would never get old!!! you can find soooo many hidden meanings
bravo, my friend, bravo...you are the future shakespear, and i applaud you.
~guacamolly
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Well!
Thank you soooo much! I appreciate your kind words, and I'm so pleased it left such an impression. It's a long poem, so thanks for taking the time to read it all. While I can in no way put myself in the same league as Shakespear, I'm extremely flattered that you thought so much of my writing.
Thanks again!
Abbi
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I'm so impressed
Wow, somebody's writing is growing up to, who is this about, it reminds me of my grandfather, I definitely hope it's not regarding yourself!!!
Lots of love
Strangeangel
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Yeah I think we're both growing and developing in our writing abilities. I'm so proud of us! Well this is regarding me. It was written during a time of solitude from my friends, and is mainly about some people's ignroance to how much time has passed, and the affects it can have. Thanks a bunch for checking it out darling! Love ya!
Abs
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Woah!!!
wow!!! *scrolls back up and reads again in wonder* I wish i can write....I cant write the way tht I used to -
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Awwww Shaa! Thanks soo much! I know it's long so thanks for taking the time to read it. And don't worry about that writing of yours, it'll come back in time. Love yoooou!
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Very, very good.
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Thanks so much for checking it out dahling! Lofe you loads
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