Every thought piles itself
to add to gravity.
And gravity divides itself
between the ground and me.
These four walls conspire,
fires dance to build intensity.
And now it comes full circle,
as I hate the hate makes me.
Thought resigns, emotion tides
and washes over me.
The room combusts, I turn to dust
and fall to gravity.
A contest entry
- IT'S A QUICKIE! 10/10/24 by HarvesterOfHearts.
400 points, ended October 1, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - PREWRITES!!!!!! by Luminescence.
450 points, ended March 5, 2008, 69 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I really like this. Gravity is a great word to use to discribe emotion. Very good.
Good luck
Lanivity -
I liked this
Short sweet and to the point. I like poems like this. You did a really good job. Loved it. Bravo!
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i really like it
short and to the point. i like it.
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The ending is eternal and without hope and so very sad. Good luck in the contest.
Midnight Lace -
oooh this one is really good. i love it. it's so deep. it truley reaches out and draws the reader in. it is fantastic. it has such unique qualities.
best luck
theharvester
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