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Contributed by andrewjones12 on Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 07:38:01 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Pretending happiness threads the costume of life.

Only caring to want what’s already yours.

Attraction is a fundamental value that attracts us all.

Where is the end of this endless waterfall?

The wind seems to be the only air we breathe.

When the wind stops everything will be blown away by the summer breeze.

A bright day hides the dark expressions behind the faces of humanity.
Walking down a field of crushed rock paved into labeled direction.
Leading people to where they feel they have to be.
Words created to explain the unseen imagination the mind excretes.
Every emotion is a product of an event.
Death


laugh


love


confusion


sadness


worry
and
pain are things.
Nothing more than traits people pertain.


Live to take and take to live.
But when everything is gone….




What are we left with?





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Re: no title. (User Rating: 1 )
by Lee on Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 07:55:49 AM AEST
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I love this poem!!!
The format, the content,
refreshing
-Lee


Re: no title. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 10:45:32 AM AEST
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Reading this urges me to dig back into your earlier pile..

My inner-tongue agrees with your melody..

You are a great writer!


Re: no title. (User Rating: 1 )
by Sushila on Friday, 16th July 2010 @ 07:28:22 AM AEST
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Facing the truth of reality is a challenge indeed. Every event has an emotion attached to it. You have managed to caputure the truth of the situation with well writen and flowing words. Keep up the good work.


Re: no title. (User Rating: 1 )
by rogergouldnc on Friday, 16th July 2010 @ 10:47:28 PM AEST
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nice write... and a good body of work...

but to answer your posit..

We are left with ourselves

And within that lies the irony...




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