"Imagine," it said,
in letters bold
upon a tombstone
not yet old.
"Imagine me alive
not still and cold.
Imagine me with a smile
and never old."
I try to see you
but you are gone
and somehow I see
it being for long.
I want it different.
I wish I was wrong.
Author notes
Hmmm, just what came up I suppose.
A contest entry
- Imagine by samara11278.
700 points, ended October 2, 2007, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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ahhh nick!!!!
dont you need about two more lines
*if you're hungry, eating words isn't good for your health*
I guess this is totall different from all your writes... yes weird like some of them, but different.
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I like this.
A nice rhyme to it.
Best of luck.
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heartfelt
I just entered the 'Imagine' contest and decided to read yours, I like the way you word it and how well it goes together. Not alot of people pull of rhyming very well, usually you can tell they had a struggle trying to find a word that rhymes cause it's way off balance. But I really enjoyed yours, very easy going and smooth, definitly could feel the pain in it.
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Nice job!
I really love the first two lines.
They stand out to me for some reason.
I love how the deceased is speaking to you in this poem, telling you to imagine it was different.
Great take on this one. It flows well, has rythm, great meaning!
Good job!
Thank you so much for entering!
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