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theclash123 Raven
Joined: 14 Oct 2013Gender: MalePosts: 105
as I rise from my tattered bed when the sun is barely shining my dreams and nightmares have all fled so my soul puts on a lining each day is new or so they say though many feel the same some memories I wish would stay others set to a flame the morning begins to make its mark as the sun lets out its gentle rays in every river, in every park the homes in which it stays and as the sun sits upon its throne in the middle of the day with power man has never known whatever games they play evening comes now soft and quick as the sun lets out a dying moan a beauty of which one does not grow sick in the matter that is shown night arrives much too soon as the stars are gently spread their beauty is left ample room as I crawl back into my bed
SwampOwl Deinonychus
Joined: 9 Jul 2013Age: 44Gender: MalePosts: 330Location: The Black Swamp
Good stuff!
Thanks!
Asperger96 Veteran
Joined: 14 Jul 2013Age: 28Gender: MalePosts: 703Location: Central Maryland
This is great. I like it
Nightingale121 Veteran
Joined: 2 Feb 2013Age: 30Gender: FemalePosts: 817
Great poem! I like it, too.
octobertiger Veteran
Joined: 22 Sep 2013Age: 46Gender: MalePosts: 1,949
You could easily put chords to that. Or, a throbbing techno beat.
Stargazer43 Veteran
Joined: 6 Nov 2011Age: 39Gender: MalePosts: 2,604
This is one of the better poems I have seen on this site! I enjoyed it, I hope to see more from you!!