Telephone rings
In the hall below
In my room
I don't want to know.
Leave me alone
Please let me be;
Nobody's home
Nobody's free.
Telephone echoes
Around my head
Bury my face
At the foot of the bed.
Leave me in peace
Give me some sleep;
Let me return
To counting sheep.
Telephone threatens
The safety inside
Somebody's dying
Somebody's died.
Telephone rings
Telephone stings
All the bad news
That the telephone brings.
Telephone rings
In the hall again
I hold my breath
And count to ten.
Slowly at first
Beats of my heart;
One more ring
And I will fall apart.
Telephone's stopped
Sigh of relief
Now I can function
Now I can breathe.
Free from the snare
Of the unwanted call;
Sneak down the stairs
Pull the line from the wall.
Telephone rings...
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- Pre Written Rhyme by piccola.
900 points, ended February 5, 2008, 23 entries
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OMG how I can relate to this write as I just unplugged the phone. I hate the sound of it's ring and it seems to always bring unwanted news and anxiety. Great rhyme scheme too. Thank you for your entry.
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Absolutely loved it, the structure, word usage, it all fits perfectly.
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I like it. It reminds me of how I sed to be, My heart would go a mile a mkinute everytime I heard the phone ring. x.x
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Very good
This poem is very interesting. I like way it. Very good write!
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"Telephone threatens
The safety inside
Somebody's dying
Somebody's died.
Telephone rings
Telephone stings
All the bad news
That the telephone brings."
Honey, that part was sad.
My heart goes to you.
100%.
I'm sorry that you're always expecting bad news but maybe it's easier to face these things and maybe they will get better?
I know how it feels to put something off because you think it's going to be terribly bad.
But remember things are NEVER as bad as they seem.
You'll get through this sunshine
Take care.
Lullaby.x.
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