Dry tongue wrapped around
her devil-red heart,
I'm hopelessly in love.
Fighting with a passion;
my soul as my sword,
blind hope in
my hands:
fresh air to breathe.
She just sits in the driving seat,
shallow grin etched
deep into her face.
She holds all the cards,
I grasp at a shrinking hope.
But before I let more tears
spill from these dry eyes,
My desperate voice in its most angelic pitch
will send out a final plea.
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Anyone with heart remaining,
anyone with soul:
join my fight, lets form an entente;
we can make this sun shine again.
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Author notes
Quote prompt:
2) When the power of love conquers the love of power,
the world will know.
~Jimi Hendrix
A contest entry
- PIF Picture & Quote Prompts! by perfectsunset.
575 points, ended October 7, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh this was deeply powerful and full of emotion. Beautifully penned piece! I just noticed one small spelling error in the first stanza;
"toungue" --should be "tongue"
Great job!
Thanks for entering & best of luck
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poweful...deep...i like it alot
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wow that was an amazing write very human very personal very powerful
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love the imagination used in the poem.I agree it was a little confusing but I ended up getting it. Good luck in the contest!
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a tad confusing. but i LOVED the imagery. very captivating.
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its pretty good
pretty good use of imagery.The end of the poem was a bit confusing to me.but the passion was good.
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