Such is life!
drinking your last cup,
being beaten up,
before your own wife.
Eyes, made with compromises,
shadows, hiding predators.
Thoughts, chained to editors,
with loves, binding disguises.
A rose will rise, as it falls,
a mouse will drop the ball,
stars twinkle, here and there,
hearts still beat, with a tear.
Lives, wasting beliefs,
minds, falling on leaves.
All the sounds in time,
are all founded crimes!
Still I see faces touch.
I'm running and flying,
yet my life is dying.
Life is such.
Author notes
what i think his thoughts might be before dying.
A contest entry
- Such is Life by just mercedes.
4000 points, ended December 3, 2008, 37 entries
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chicka chicka badd ass
sweet write. i don't know what the prompt is yet but i think i might get it. your commas where well placed. creating an awsome pause and go read that impacted the words even more. sweeet pen work bub.
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I like the way you put yourself into Ned's head, and saw with his eyes. The final stanza is a good summation. Thank you for this entry.
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"eyes made with compromises,
shadows hiding predators..."
Well done. Good luck in the contest!
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