"Something about this old likely life
Gets me down, makes me think,
How hard we humans come from strife;
Pasts, faces, voices screaming."
She dazes out the windowsill
Almost dreaming without sleep.
The lights flash emptily inviting,
Watching herself finally leap.
Never moving from that spot
I think, How wonderful how grand
She finds she is crashing
Then remembers she forgot how to land
Thoughts of feeling lost engulf
By the huge glass pane
Feel them creeping on the night
A friend excepting her pain
"A soul is lost within a meaningless life
It finds less of itself and fades away
This city eats at you, exciting and sad
It makes you see that it's just another day."
A contest entry
- Beautiful Picture Inspirations # 2 by perfectsunset.
475 points, ended October 14, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I wanna hear what goes through your head
Comments
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Wow; such a wonderful write.
So much depth, emotion & meaning
incorporated within.
A most treasure to read
such original notions.
Best of luck & thanks for entering
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Womans world personified!in classic rime!
Yes!now this is what i like to read!its like the new age soap opera in here!addictive!keep it up!chin too!
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