This parchment lies here, in front of me;
Millions of tiny, fine grains of hope, fear, and love.
The tip of my pen hits the surface;
Suddenly, the scribbles curn into fine letters.
The ink streaks come flowing, as if to claim the space for themselves.
This sheet of worthless grains has transformed into my container
For only my most beautiful inscriptions.
The words on the paper are also ingrained in my soul,
Never to be removed.
Author notes
hate and lies
A contest entry
- O.o Anything Goes o.O by vampireblood.
430 points, ended May 26, 2007, 76 entries
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Comments
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This poem was rather interesting. It was full of imagery within your short words. Nicely done, Thanks for entering and best of luck to you in my contest.
~~~Vampy~~~
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