Alone I suffer the dark nights
as cold breezes kiss my broken lips
and each silvery tear drips.
Alone I stand from dizzying heights
looking for the strength to leap off
to a place where life's not so tough.
Alone I miss all the delights
of this world due to this pain
that is steadily driving me insane.
Alone I sit and I write
my pain and misery in words
wishing I could fly free like the birds.
Author notes
http://gilad.deviantart.com/art/A-Portrait-Of-She-30106212
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired Contest (February) by Denierim.
600 points, ended March 2, 2008, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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You poured a lot of emotions to this one and it really brought its touch to your words. This is a strong and deep poem you have here, and I'm positive a lot of people can relate to it, which is one of the most important things about poetry in my mind. That people can find their story written, and therefore be touched by it deep. This one, even though it's a bit simple in language, is a very emotional one and that's one of the best things about it. Great work with this one!
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