Were this a time to question a lovely wind,
A silence, a mystery, for which I penned,
There'd be what binds me to the ground,
To inquire what may dare become of sound,
For within an unknown I hath slept,
And early times has love come end, true I wept,
With no more crowd than a single man,
Beside me closeth been the sky in thy hands,
And as a wonder, thou hast taken my interest,
And here I stand with observation so earnest,
In this time and time again, behind these walls we meet,
Within this reach I rest me an equal mystery,
Under which light, who's penned I cannot say,
If this may find thou heart, thou eyes shall find the way.
Author notes
yeah, southern twilight
A contest entry
- Got any good ones ? by Anu-Nataraj.
500 points, ended February 27, 35 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really liked this poem. It is excellent =]. I like how its very true to how relationships can be. And it shows your emotions very well. I like the wording. good job
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the contest says to put "Yeah" and my AP name in the AN? whats that?
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AP name is your allpoetry username..like mine is 'Glad-i-ator' ...
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