down the street,
Up the path,
a knot in time,
the aftermath.
i sit alone,
my thoughts laid out,
in dark i share,
a lifetimes bout.
ripped out of me,
the spirits share,
of whispers echo,
goldfish care.
now swimming down,
faintly cry,
sweetly singing,
my last drawn sigh.
Author notes
i wrote this one about my own fears, hoping to make it as abstract as possible so that everyone can get out of it what they think and feel.
tell me what you think i was thinking here
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i totally can understand this poem. it's my fave! you used really good words to describe it!
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Good rhyming that enhances the flow of your poem rather than stopping it abruptly. I won't pretend to know what you were thinking. Goodness knows, I am too busy thinking myself
For me, this sort of speaks of the after effects of any great upheaval in a persons life. We all experience them so it is easy to attach my own meaning to the piece. It has an air of dying, but then again, anytime we experience something major there is most difinately the feel of dying and the fear of change.
I enjoyed reading it
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Well, I think this poem is beautifully written. Rather simple, but very elegant. At firsts a bit of melancholy is indeed hidden in this poem-but anyway! It's wonderfully written!
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