spring slowly calls my name
smoothly destroys my nightmares
cream skies paint my surround
like over a mattress, i sleep in the ground
camouflaging under the dead leaves
i rest under a crunchy cape of nature
waiting for love to reach my heart
plug a hope into my soul
but I'm not sad, i don't feel anything at all
because a spark will somehow light in my eyes
eden burns under my skin, when i think of her
whoever she is, wherever she is.
A contest entry
- Everchanging (PIC CONTEST!) by AgoniesQueen.
575 points, ended September 10, 2007, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Beautiful
I enjoyed this poem so much that I had to read it a few times over. I would give you three applause but I ran out for today. I loved how your poem seemed sad and gloomy but then is sparked with the flame of love interest towards the end. The only line that confused me, though, was "Plug a hope into my soul". Maybe think about changing that slightly? The last two lines were my favorite. Great worK!
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