Throwing Stones Date: Friday, 1st December 2006 @ 08:02:40 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: ucka The water is shallow and warm, Deeply, unfathomly… A mirror to the whore. And I, no longer brave enough, To pursue after my desires, Cast stones at the waters edge. And I, now calloused from wisdom, No longer bleed when I dream, Nor scream when I love. And I, lacking courage Hide behind blindness And pursuit of tasks The mirror is cold and deep, Infinite, and real… This poem is Copyright © ucka Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=128933