Dear old friend, where art thou?
On those night so cold, I yearn for your touch.
A hunger rages within me,
thirst at the brink.
Where has all your warmth gone?
A contest entry
- Quickie by Hadji Murad.
300 points, ended April 6, 2007, 28 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Short and Sweet.
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This is gorgeous---so so so lovely. The words are intense and thought provoking and chilling in the aching need kind of way. I really enjoyed this poem. Thank you for entering and best of luck.
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jkdhfjsdds she came back!!!!
I like this poem. it's cool. nice job!
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