A child's laugh fades into night,
what was once there is no more.
His presence blows away like a midnight wind,
never to be seen or heard from again.
A bright star bursts in the night,
a light no longer there to praise.
Its image now a memory,
yet more shall replace it.
Things come and go,
like shadows in the night.
Its a simple fact of the world,
and its a thing we must live with.
Hate is the same way,
It comes and goes.
Yet love, once gone,
rarely comes back.
Its like the childs laugh,
or the bright star.
Although one day someting may replace it,
Its never as good as the first.
Author notes
I know its not that smooth, it wasn't meant to be, it's just simply what's on my mind, though sugestions are appreciated.
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I've never thought of it like this. Thanks for opening my eyes to the obvious. Much love, xx
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truthful, honest, sadly unavoidable.
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wow u got a point here. i liked this one also
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Not that smooth, I really think I like this the best of what I've read, sometimes simply writing what's on your mind gives you the easiest, more flowing, smooth poetry you'll get, because nothing will seem the least bit forced. Really liked how you brought it together at the beginning and end, with child's laughter.
GREAT job
diggin it majorly
A+++wesome!!
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this is strong and great
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Very insightful penning poet! You have expressed your thoughts well.
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when you put pen to paper its rarelycomes out smooth - but this has a smoothness too it - to me its about having to live on without, your still brething, still there and moving on but its never the same, nothing is ever the same, it can be just as good, but its not the same
well done, this is very relatable
thanks
beka
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