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[aid] => mick
[title] => Homeless lie (complete piece)
[time] => 2004-07-14 20:41:02
[hometext] => Constructive comments welcome. I hope you like this, it took me ages. I changed my mind about doing a second part so its all here. Enjoy, *hugs* Phil xxx
[bodytext] => She walks the streets in hopeless wonder,
Curiously searching the darkest alleyways with her mind,
She seaches for nothing and everything,
Shelter, a place to survive the night;
For this hopeless crusade called life is beating her,
And her broken box is where she abides,
A blanket pulled up around her shoulders,
And a hopelessness sunk into her eyes,
Refusing to give up the struggle and fall into sorrow,
But living for nothing except the dream of a good life.
These holes have been her home for far too long,
Too many days to count since she lost her way,
A girl that once had all she could ask for,
The prom queen who would have everything one day;
Her life screaming with happy ever after,
Now fallen into filth and decay,
And now people walk past and mock her,
For she and her friends used to do the same,
Now they dont even want to know her,
Just point and laugh as she hides in shame.
She knows she is strong enough to survive this,
Hope is the only thing keeping her alive,
As the cold wind tries to rob her of thought,
And the insects bite as if to try to break inside;
The cobblestones that line the street gloat from in their own icy home,
And the wind almost cries "you are alone,"
As the snow hits her like small tears,
Mingling with her own tears as she sleeps....
And remembers that ...It was not always like this,
And she dreams...
She sees all the yesterdays,
Summer flings and party nights,
Never having to face an angry day,
Just a popular girl who was secretly despised;
Never knowing what suffering was due to be,
Her 'perfect existence' causing her to be blind,
Unable to see danger in 'true loves' kiss,
Until Daddy dearest said goodbye,
Threw her out with 'truest love'
And told her he didnt care if she survived.
She settled her heart for she still had her love,
Until he walked away for love was not enough,
His was not love of her, but love of her money,
He abondoned her, left her crying with nothing;
She returned to her father and begged him have her home,
But the love she recieved from him equalled none,
So here she lays in her homemade bed,
Dirt on her face and tangles in her hair,
Trying in vain to find peace within sleep,
For this girls life fell apart while she was still learning to live.
So now waking with the mist of her life in her eyes,
She looks at her surroundings as if seeing them for the first time,
And she cries...the same way she does everyday and everynight,
And she promises herself she will survive,
Making a vow to a world that doesnt care,
That one day she would regain her life;
And with this silent declaration she stands,
For she cannot just lie down and wish the word away,
For she is strong and will endure the pain,
And she begins to sing the story of her life once again.
Her voice sounding hollow but clear,
Tinged with sorrow and the echos of a broken heart,
Falling into the memories, falling into the tears,
As she sings her story to whoever will hear;
Her heart the only instrument she needs to accompany her voice,
Her song evidence of her bleeding from inner wounds,
As her frailty falls apart at her feet,
And her voice raises up like a light through the gloom,
While people stop for a moment of the day to stare,
Dropping small change at her feet and passing on without a care.
Except for one man....
Never passing on but staring with love in his eyes,
At the daughter that was now thrown from his life;
Too afraid to ask forgivness as she sings her song of disgrace,
And stares back as she does everyday with tears streaming down her face,
Solemnly enduring his painful gaze,
Until she cannot take it anymore and turns away,
Running, fleeing,
When all she wishes to do is run into his arms,
And time stops...as she falls.
She does not rise,
Just lays there in a puddle watching her hopes sink,
As her tears create small ripples in the reflection.
She looks up in shock at the man standing before her,
His image upon the water her only indication he is there;
His tears splashing with hers as he trembles,
And takes her into his arms,
"Lets go home" he whispers,
As he gently lifts her from the floor,
And takes her away.
"Daddy...."
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[informant] => lostinmyself
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[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 20
[ratings] => 4
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => Grief
)
Homeless lie (complete piece)
Contributed by
lostinmyself
on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 08:41:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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She walks the streets in hopeless wonder,
Curiously searching the darkest alleyways with her mind,
She seaches for nothing and everything,
Shelter, a place to survive the night;
For this hopeless crusade called life is beating her,
And her broken box is where she abides,
A blanket pulled up around her shoulders,
And a hopelessness sunk into her eyes,
Refusing to give up the struggle and fall into sorrow,
But living for nothing except the dream of a good life.
These holes have been her home for far too long,
Too many days to count since she lost her way,
A girl that once had all she could ask for,
The prom queen who would have everything one day;
Her life screaming with happy ever after,
Now fallen into filth and decay,
And now people walk past and mock her,
For she and her friends used to do the same,
Now they dont even want to know her,
Just point and laugh as she hides in shame.
She knows she is strong enough to survive this,
Hope is the only thing keeping her alive,
As the cold wind tries to rob her of thought,
And the insects bite as if to try to break inside;
The cobblestones that line the street gloat from in their own icy home,
And the wind almost cries "you are alone,"
As the snow hits her like small tears,
Mingling with her own tears as she sleeps....
And remembers that ...It was not always like this,
And she dreams...
She sees all the yesterdays,
Summer flings and party nights,
Never having to face an angry day,
Just a popular girl who was secretly despised;
Never knowing what suffering was due to be,
Her 'perfect existence' causing her to be blind,
Unable to see danger in 'true loves' kiss,
Until Daddy dearest said goodbye,
Threw her out with 'truest love'
And told her he didnt care if she survived.
She settled her heart for she still had her love,
Until he walked away for love was not enough,
His was not love of her, but love of her money,
He abondoned her, left her crying with nothing;
She returned to her father and begged him have her home,
But the love she recieved from him equalled none,
So here she lays in her homemade bed,
Dirt on her face and tangles in her hair,
Trying in vain to find peace within sleep,
For this girls life fell apart while she was still learning to live.
So now waking with the mist of her life in her eyes,
She looks at her surroundings as if seeing them for the first time,
And she cries...the same way she does everyday and everynight,
And she promises herself she will survive,
Making a vow to a world that doesnt care,
That one day she would regain her life;
And with this silent declaration she stands,
For she cannot just lie down and wish the word away,
For she is strong and will endure the pain,
And she begins to sing the story of her life once again.
Her voice sounding hollow but clear,
Tinged with sorrow and the echos of a broken heart,
Falling into the memories, falling into the tears,
As she sings her story to whoever will hear;
Her heart the only instrument she needs to accompany her voice,
Her song evidence of her bleeding from inner wounds,
As her frailty falls apart at her feet,
And her voice raises up like a light through the gloom,
While people stop for a moment of the day to stare,
Dropping small change at her feet and passing on without a care.
Except for one man....
Never passing on but staring with love in his eyes,
At the daughter that was now thrown from his life;
Too afraid to ask forgivness as she sings her song of disgrace,
And stares back as she does everyday with tears streaming down her face,
Solemnly enduring his painful gaze,
Until she cannot take it anymore and turns away,
Running, fleeing,
When all she wishes to do is run into his arms,
And time stops...as she falls.
She does not rise,
Just lays there in a puddle watching her hopes sink,
As her tears create small ripples in the reflection.
She looks up in shock at the man standing before her,
His image upon the water her only indication he is there;
His tears splashing with hers as he trembles,
And takes her into his arms,
"Lets go home" he whispers,
As he gently lifts her from the floor,
And takes her away.
"Daddy...."
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 08:52:22 PM AEST
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This is tremendous. I am so very glad you emded it this way. I would have cried if she had just been left there alone and forsaken. When ones starts standing on their own two feet and accepting the mistakes they made it seems things start to change. When we lie there in self pity with no remorse nothing good ever seems to happen for us. This is a great write.
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by Archie on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 08:57:20 PM AEST
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by Kie on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 09:18:36 PM AEST
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I was so moved by this. All the way thru one word stayed in my mind and that word was "hope".
The ending was tender and just knocked me over with strong emotion.
What depth you have, impressive.
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 09:45:00 PM AEST
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*jaw drops* Speechless phil! This is EXCELLENT!!! And I mean it!!!!
(((((phil))))) Great job girlfriend!
Angel always...joni
*still speechless* rereads! 0:-) |
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by pixie on
Thursday, 15th July 2004 @ 12:27:36 PM AEST
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*claps hands furiuosly* I am so glad you have finished it, it is totally amazing.... wish I could vote it 10/5 lol *hugs you*
takecare,
pixie xx |
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by ShadowDaughter on
Thursday, 15th July 2004 @ 12:44:18 PM AEST
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*applauds wildly*
*considers breaking out the pompoms*
*realizes that that may not be wise*
*sticks to applauding*
Hon, it's awesome . . . beautiful . . . poignant . . . powerful . . . I can't give enough compliments. Fantastic job :).
*hugs you lots*
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by Fionndruinne on
Thursday, 15th July 2004 @ 03:08:38 PM AEST
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*is truly left without words*
This is truly amazing. So many good lines, polished and perfect, that just express it all so well. This is eloquent and pithy beyond anything I've read for a long while.
And the emotion? It brought tears to my eyes. And that never happens. It just doesn't. This is incredible. What a piece!
Blessings, friend Phil.
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by Stitch on
Wednesday, 21st July 2004 @ 11:27:41 AM AEST
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Yes, it is tremendous and heartfelt. Except for repeating a few words here and there, I can't find any faults. Some images are just fantastic!
Stitch |
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Re: Homeless lie (complete piece)
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by blueheart on
Thursday, 22nd July 2004 @ 08:28:46 AM AEST
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Wow Phil this is your best write yet.
You have amazing talent and it shines in this piece!!
Lovely, lovely write. :) |
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