Steam filters her lens in the midst of raging storms a brew
frustration generates surrounding confinment gesturing tword hallow inner insecurities
the bewildered stare of eched mirrored glass film developing secound into secound more defined than the first
perched upon tightened lips cold contortion lie limber quieted without sound
rapid demise enters to at once devour her illuminous facade
it has begun deeply rooted within her ever thought
within her beliefs
within her very own understanding
fallen as blackened autumn leaves trus life escapes her
lacking true freedom
pure self-contentment
and the ability to once feel
share
and embrace love in its first
Author notes
just an expression of hurt
A contest entry
- Food for the Famished Mind (NEED MORE ENTRIES!- ENTER!) by Shahrazad.
900 points, ended September 12, 2007, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what does this make you think of?
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A very good expression of hurt. How it tears you down and leaves you dying. Good emotion and descriptive imagery. My only thing is the font is so small, hard on my old eyes to see. I understand why you went for the small font though so
I encourage you to keep writing to read and comment.
God Bless
Tammy
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You have a fabulous vocabulary- I love it! Wonderful imagery... I loved the way you peered into the thoughts of this person (whether it's yourself or another) The picture you selected for it is equally as beautiful. Thanks for entering this in the contest
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Thank you for the opportunity
I truely would like to thank you for your comments. I was searching for much needed conformation into which path of my new found life to take. Today I feel blessed in knowing that it is to follow my heart.
Ms. Green
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