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Array ( [sid] => 23605 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => The Soul of A Ghost Writer [time] => 2003-09-21 20:05:00 [hometext] => They say when you sell your words for money you sell a piece of your self, Chuck Berry called his songs his children. This poem is about writing for those can't, but pay well. [bodytext] => They say that life
is for fools

That each of us must live,
inside a world of heartache and revenge,
for we are soldiers,
of our own demise.
A group of fools,
that fill our lives
with lies.

Into this world,
we enter
let few in,
for in this world,
we have neither,
enemy nor friend.

It is a strange place,
where each of us can live,
never showing emotion,
never having to,
love or give.

It is a quiet place,
hidden deep inside the mind,
my heart it does not hurt here
and neither does my pride.

I live only for the moment,
everything is peaceful and calm.
I don't report to anyone.
No one tells me,
I must be strong.

Here I can cry a thousand tears,
when I am finished,
only, I will be,
the one to hear.

It is a lovely place,
full of heart ache and pain
but no one has to know,
it is me,
that is sad once again.

Today when time is over
I must return,
I live,
to tell another tale,
that is of,
life's concern. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 48 [informant] => walt [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

The Soul of A Ghost Writer

Contributed by walt on Sunday, 21st September 2003 @ 08:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

They say that life
is for fools

That each of us must live,
inside a world of heartache and revenge,
for we are soldiers,
of our own demise.
A group of fools,
that fill our lives
with lies.

Into this world,
we enter
let few in,
for in this world,
we have neither,
enemy nor friend.

It is a strange place,
where each of us can live,
never showing emotion,
never having to,
love or give.

It is a quiet place,
hidden deep inside the mind,
my heart it does not hurt here
and neither does my pride.

I live only for the moment,
everything is peaceful and calm.
I don't report to anyone.
No one tells me,
I must be strong.

Here I can cry a thousand tears,
when I am finished,
only, I will be,
the one to hear.

It is a lovely place,
full of heart ache and pain
but no one has to know,
it is me,
that is sad once again.

Today when time is over
I must return,
I live,
to tell another tale,
that is of,
life's concern.

Copyright © walt ... [ 2003-09-21 20:05:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Soul of A Ghost Writer (User Rating: 1 )
by Merry on Monday, 22nd September 2003 @ 11:53:29 AM AEST
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walt

you captured the male spirit here I think. Keeping it all inside - all the feelings are there but so hard to expose. That's the nice part about being a writer - you can purge yourself on the page. Really nice write.

merry

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