Turn the wheel and turn back the time
learn about what is and is not
oh the games people play
in the dark of the night.
Walking on a thin line with
air on either side
don't misstep though your feet are bleeding
Can't give in to what you know
is looming just ahead.
Roll the dice and roll right over
playing dead on a bed of nails
what else do you want from me?
Everyone plays the game,
win or loose it's all the same.
You will see when the mist has cleared
that blood remains on both sides
and no one wins.
Author notes
Truth lies in the bold
A contest entry
- Wolf with the red roses by Ice phantom.
450 points, ended July 31, 2007, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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ooooooo
such a choice of dice or wheels
beds of nails
nice write powerful but darkside of our lifes choices.
nice my friend
good luck in the contest
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awesome
this is a great write thank you for entering
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So true!!
It's all in how the game is played.
The only constructive criticism I can give you is: use the spellchecker. If it's unavailable, then cut, copy, and paste it into an email and spell check there.
Other than that, I love it!!!!
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