I am so excited to be starting this blog as I have so much poetry just waiting to escape.
I have so much poetry that I have written in the past as well that I will share. Though for now I shall leave you with this poem.
Questions asked,
no answers given;
till that one day,
what thought dead;
had risen.
Laughter filled the heart,
a new hope found;
friendship leading a life,
and what was born again;
started running aground.
Thoughts now turn,
hurt begins to rise;
tears fall on their own,
as it is in the open;
now seen thru clear eyes.
Not accepted as is,
not wanted like before;
deceived and preyed upon,
discarded, left, forgotten;
like trash on the floor.
DC 03/19/08
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Posted by Dustanne at 10:57 PM
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