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Glazed

SchlitzSchlitz Posts: 141
edited August 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
She isn’t here you looked left
The whole time she was right
I know you tried but were glazed
I know you didn’t want to see
I felt the freeze

I know me falling
I know you living
Do you see what was?
Or is the clouded crack of pain cutting

She isn’t here you looked left
She writes for you
Shaking as the world passes by
Knowing the nights of steady
Forgetting cause it’s the only way

She isn’t here you looked left
She puts the pen in pause
Not sure how to express
Silently sobbing
I won’t show you my fears

She isn’t here you looked left
Wraps up in a warm comfort
My evil yet my heaven
Time of change frightens this life
Life and change is all in due time.

I looked to the right
Only cause he looked to the left
i have to remain at top sassiness, even though my inner sass is struggling
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  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Kelly Pie I loved the repeating of "she isn't here you looked left". i don't know why but i just LOVE that part to pieces. and the last two lines... that's power in writing. i love your stuff hon!! glad you've decided to post again. :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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  • SoundSound Posts: 579
    em tudo existe algo de triste
    uma ilusão
    It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.

    Jim Carrol
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    thank you kelly for this poem..

    the emotions are universal and i think you are a wonderful poet
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • SchlitzSchlitz Posts: 141
    Originally posted by Sound
    em tudo existe algo de triste
    uma ilusão

    Please put that in english

    -Thanks Jessie sass and Olderman!
    i have to remain at top sassiness, even though my inner sass is struggling
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