A face without eyes...
A person without soul...
A sun without skies...
A ball with no roll...
Why laugh hysterically
When you have nothing to laugh at?
Why organize numerically
Just to pull them out of a hat?
A rose with no thorns has no protection
A petal lost from its rose
Has no sense of direction
It goes wherever the wind blows
When we can not feel we soon die
We need a heart inside our soul
We need to both smile and cry
For the little pieces make up the whole
Author notes
Some people complain to God because He puts thorns on roses, while others praise Him for putting roses among thorns." -Unknown
A contest entry
- Quickie #2 by KnightOfTheRose.
375 points, ended February 20, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Any advice?
Comments
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Very nice poem! I like the depth that you see into the things in this world most would never notice or take for granted as being there! Congrats on your trophy!
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Wonderful
A terrific expression. You did a great job with it. So full of truth. Congratulations on your honorable mention.
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This is very beautiful Mindie!
Congrats on your HM Trophy!
Thanks for sharing it here!
Jeremy0826 -
when the pieces don't seem to fit, smooth out the edges and hone them until they do. It takes time but the results are astounding
love the quote; maybe my pestilence has started to pay off
Joe
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This is excellent. Beautiful thoughts.
Good write.
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A beautiful poem. Loved your take on the prompt. Best of luck in my contest!
-Steve-
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Awesome....love your rhytm and rhyme, it flows very well...and has the softness that one would expect from a rose...
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I enjoyed this.
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Haha what the?? ..... I clicked the random poem search and this came up xD
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