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The Living End
Contributed by
Goaboy
on
Tuesday, 15th September 2009 @ 10:11:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Quite and serene,alone in my dream
jut a gentle darkness enveloping
a bright blue sky pulsing with dread
the turbid clouds their colour losing
Not a birdsong to liven the evening
just a stillness gathering the gloom
all life has fled this pervasivenes
the silence of death,deep brooding
Waiting to meet the last breadth of life
hoping to see me gently float away
the shadow of a life past living
what does it matter a new day
Living to meet ones creator
every breadth a useless gasp
why is death now in hiding
when the senses have lost life's clasp
What is life so light so fleeting
when eternity stares into ones mind
whither the loud voices screeching
what use the egos victory cry
Both the past and present
are but one and the same
a continuim of joy or sorrow
is this life worth living again.
years of past neglectfull living
have only been moments of doom
even death hides in fear and trembling
rotting souls litter the room.
Goaboy
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Goaboy
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Re: The Living End
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by shelby on
Tuesday, 15th September 2009 @ 10:27:06 PM AEST
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Well written but so sad.
Thanks for sharing this write.
Hugs to you
Michelle |
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Re: The Living End
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by bcollard24 on
Friday, 18th September 2009 @ 09:23:19 AM AEST
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| I agree with the above (or below I am not sure how the comments run.) that it is a very sad poem, but I enjoyed how well you conveyed your feelings within such a short space. You made it feel as if you had lost it all, but somewhat regained it for a brief moment. |
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