. . shut.out . .
By NikesRain
silk cloth
faded and left
draped with absence
sometimes the sun
is
more harsh in silence
quiet crushes
with
a weight of breaking
falling like tears
this room is deafening
a fitting tomb for dust
for things too soft
for me
for now
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Copyright 2012 NikesRain
Published on Tuesday, April 10, 2012.
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On Tuesday, April 10, 2012, FadedBlues
(2172) wrote:
...in a make-believe land, there is a crystal pool that lies beneath a tearfall. the gems of your poems float there like fortune cookies, waiting for someone who needs the perfect wish...
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A former member wrote:
nothing like frost forming on the inside of the panes when it is warm out..Hugs
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On Tuesday, April 10, 2012, Magdalena
(616) wrote:
"sometimes the sun is more harsh in silence" I feel this, I welcome the sound of a hard rain and heavy thunderstorm than the silence of the sun..... Such wistful beauty in your pen.
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On Tuesday, April 10, 2012, blue
(1454) wrote:
..i know this. You shouldn't have to endure this Sama. I could but for this mortal lie be godly enough to your cause and lift thee to the heavens..........