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Array ( [sid] => 178792 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Wasteland [time] => 2014-07-14 08:55:23 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Rip your wings from the sky,
you're not fit for this place.
You boast shattered limbs,
and do not wish to heal.

I know.
I feel dead again.
I'm wasting away,
the cracks are showing,
and Silence invades my mind as I wait for purpose.

So much Blood,
Gore,
Bones,
and Salt.
So much Salt.

A wasteland of empty faces,
downcast eyes,
greet you.
You have become of one of them,
a speck of dust in this world of grey.

Who are you? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 102 [topic] => 75 [informant] => Noonetwothree [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )

Wasteland

Contributed by Noonetwothree on Monday, 14th July 2014 @ 08:55:23 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished

Rip your wings from the sky,
you're not fit for this place.
You boast shattered limbs,
and do not wish to heal.

I know.
I feel dead again.
I'm wasting away,
the cracks are showing,
and Silence invades my mind as I wait for purpose.

So much Blood,
Gore,
Bones,
and Salt.
So much Salt.

A wasteland of empty faces,
downcast eyes,
greet you.
You have become of one of them,
a speck of dust in this world of grey.

Who are you?

Copyright © Noonetwothree ... [ 2014-07-14 08:55:23]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Wasteland (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 14th July 2014 @ 09:08:54 AM AEST
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Quite morbid and very descriptive. Like the imagery.

Now I'm gonna step up on the soapbox.

YPDC is a great place. 99% of the poems are accepted in the general exhibition section. Yes, it is a great place. Part of what it makes it a great place is that people come on here and actually read poems and, like me, we also comment on them. We use our time not only to post but to read and comment. It would be a very sad and boring place if we were like you and just came on here to post poems and then leave. Imagine that. We only knew how to write poems and not how to read them. What would be the point? Post our max a day and, poof, gone. I could post fifty in one day because I am a premium member...pushing everyone's poems down the page...oh, wait, there is no one else...only me. Would be sad.

Do you see my point? What's the point of writing and sharing if no one reads? Sorta seems silly, does it not?

Take care,

Tim

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