I'll open my eyes once more,
maybe I'll finally see tomorrow;
built around her love.
Though I never do, I continue to weep.
Watching the garden die in my sorrow,
leaving my heart with nothing to live for.
Life closed it's eyes,
Made my world stop turning.
Now I die.
And I pray to the sea, and whisper
to the wind. Heartbroken in the middle
of winter's cold. I can't see the rainbow
anymore.
Life closed it's eyes,
Made my world stop turning.
Now I die.
A contest entry
- The last stage of any madness, thinkings, feelings, words and more and more by The.poet.of.hearts.
1665 points, ended February 5, 20 entries
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The Man Of All Seasons Has Died
Theme 5.00
Idea 5.00
Emotions 5.40
Feelings 5.50
Words 5.00
Background 5.40
Title 7.00
Passion 6.00
Interest 6.00
Showing the Junoon 5.50
55.80
nice efforts, but it was not junoon, u couldn't cross the barrier, but any good passionate pupil
loved ur write and ur author page
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the poet of hearts and beautiful word
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Again such a sad heartbreaking piece...Am I wrong to assume that love has not been kind to you either in your young life? I certainly know how that is...Again I find this very expressive and descriptive, I definitely get the message you sent across...You are so talented in your writing, and no that is not just lip service, I really mean it...you definitely have something good going...I loved this stanza the best
"And I pray to the sea, and whisper
to the wind. Heartbroken in the middle
of winter's cold. I can't see the rainbow
anymore."
Beautifully written, very descriptive...
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Great
I love it
its really i just
cant even put it into
words
its just really good
your really good!
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