I walk along this path I've set
The beauty of it fades
I begin to see the desolateness
And solitude of unknown ways
I travel down the wooded path
I lose track of my dreams
The loneliness I once held close
Falls among all other things
I brush away the bushes and
I'm struck by all the thorns
The colors slowly turn to gray
And, in the darkness, lost souls mourn
They mourn the loss of everything
And seek to find their rest
Why would they want to stay there when
There's nothing left to bless
A contest entry
- Picture Prompted Contest by Immortally Yours.
300 points, ended June 16, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Move me! Anything goes. by Temprance.
450 points, ended June 10, 56 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I loved the idea in this piece. It was thought provoking and very beautifully penned. thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest.
Much Love
Chantelle -
like the flow of this poem and how you used the rhyming techique
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Wow, that really thought-provoking, makes me think what I should be doing in order to move forward. Excellent write.
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Hello TortureKitty,
This was really good, and I so agree to it. Sometimes in life we have to restart over and move on if we want to achieve anything.
Kari,
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Thank you =]
I'm working on starting over now. It's hard, but the good thing is that it inspires my poetry, lol.
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