in one hand she held fate
and through her veins
a slow, transcending thing called Time
flowed with pathetic sighs
Author notes
narcissus at oasis
A contest entry
- 20x10x10 by GoddessHella.
450 points, ended June 29, 2007, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is nice
I can relate. A darker side to what I suppose some people practically live by (fate or destiny). Best of luck! x
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sigh to relieve weariness
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Wow, I really love this poem; the imagery is just superb. Good luck on the contest!!
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very nice. i like the images you are portraying here. great job and much love
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the prompt: Kismet
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