The cry of distress that sits within
Despair, torture and sorrow that lives amongst these walls
Crying out in silence with eyes of hurt
How wouldst thou know what lies within such wall
Its color was once of white, grey is all thou can see
A laugh is but an empty laugh
That comes fourth, as an arrow that dips it self within
Leaving a sorrowful heart bleeding blood of pain
When wilst that laughter that held a giggle
Glimmer the stars with its sound
Forming a gust of wind that rise the sun
That feed's the flowers and warms the heart
Or the eyes that carries tears of flame
Dropping down like fire that burns the soul
Tracing those cheeks that once were pink
Speaks of misery that none hath felt
But I and my wall hath felt
When wilst those eyes that held a spark
That lightens the night with a hint of bright
Giving the sea strength to be
When wilst Those eyes that convey a life’s journey
Touch the soul with its remarkable beauty
Woe! To thou that caused this wretchedness in me
Who left me with nothing! But torment
Nay! For such agony that hath been afflicted upon me
I articulate such torment which haunts my dreams
Torture, distress and anguish is all I see ahead of me
Didst thou not think’st of what shalt be or what shalt not be
There is a greater tomorrow you see
Despite the distress that hath growst in me
For that thou shalt feel what thy hands hath done
Doth thou thinkst that none shall see
The darkness bestowed upon the path of freedom
Thou shall fall like others hath fell
And freedom shall attar it sound from sea to sea
With that all shall be set free!
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Crying with eyes of hurt, where laughing is forced and does nothing at all to help, projecting it towards a lonely wall that feels the same gray- that feels the exact same way.
Storing up, hoarding, it fills... this sadness, to the point of bursting and we might but hope for someone to come along and place a few cracks into it causing a slow leak. But it is a scary idea to have no wall, no means of separation from the vast ocean that is everyone's emotion. Even so, there is something very freeing about that idea....
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Sad, very sad
The sadness in the valley of this poem is well expressed in the flowing river of your words. There was a uniformity of emotions with a hope at the end of the stream. This is an everlasting poem.
You know the real secret of this poem, in this poem the last stanza reflects hope, the development of hope into reality is however concealed.
I wish to write the reply to this poem of yours. What do you say?
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I see you like this style of writing and you are packing this with much emotion and feeling, very nice second stanza
You have worked hard to make this and your efforts are paying off , well done
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wow
wow i like this poem its good lots of emotion and effort has been put into it!
look at my poems if you want..
natasha..x
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Wow, this is pretty sad feeling.
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