Ruffling, shady retreats,
gusting over, your face is-
always on me.
I become on top of the
world, to escape thee.
I became ever so bare,
I soon start to distinguish
you will always be part
of me.
I fight, I break you down,
you fall apart, my addiction
its ripping at you.
I know your there,
make your presence known.
I’m living this life bare.
A contest entry
- PIF Image Inspired...Take it where you will by jcat.
900 points, ended January 14, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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kinda short, i kinda feel like u could add more on to it, room for improvement, most poems have it but this one is quite clear, but it is a good poem dont get me wrong, i really enjoyed reading it good job.
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A most beautiful piece to compliment the picture!! Very well done and thank you for your entry
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