they lied, but I was guilty
for believing them when I
knew better, but forgot,
turning my eyes to see what
they were talking about
trying to make sense out
of nonsense and doing such
a great job I didn't realize
the hands patting me on the back
were behind me
where I used to be
so I spent time making words rhyme
while what came naturally was lost
out of sight, no longer mine
but theirs who cared enough to covet
what I had
but don't anymore
A contest entry
- Lost Moments by Danna Hobart.
300 points, ended January 3, 2008, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Thanks for entering.
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Right on the money (thumbs up)
on Gullible, as a fan of free-style who also has rhymed (to my shame) just to appease others.. I commend you on this poem. It's far better to remain true to yourself, which is what this poem says to me. Congrats on the piece and thanks for reaffirming my beliefs.
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Thanks for taking the time to read it (smile) Haven't been on in a while and was happy to come across your contest and submit something...
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