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"The Fear"
A desperately parched desert
An endless see of jars exist
Containing water of imagination
Hopes and dreams of possibility
"The Effect"
Enclosed in my clay vessel
A cloth, which I am bound with
A trapping heart fabric mail,
Wool with no purpose found
"The Purpose"
Searching inward first,
For what would be of desire
Finding only the place where,
Frustration and loneliness intertwine
Despairing insides, so I am glad to see,
Examples of complacent normality, outward many,
Like minded jars, similarly full of sand
Generated additions to the desert's collection
But none can quench my desire for water
So wishfully imagined, it would seem
Now, forced into the way decided upon by you,
A gathering of hopeful construction
A perceived duty cast upon me
Finding my place in a pyramid
Willing load-bearers for the few on top
But all will be well,
When they, up there, over-flow
I'm so far down, it seems unfair, what I must bare
The weight under so many souls is crushing
The wait for water is crushing my soul
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This is what needed to be done
Water is soon to come, it must
So long have I been,
Bottling up my desire
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Ages it has been, without, yet supporting
Long have I forgotten the feeling
Was it supposed to happen this way,
Or have I merely died long ago?
"The Wish"
The cracks in my vessel formed many years ago
They felt like cracks in me
"Bad thoughts", at the time
Years past and, the cracks grew to many
Pieces fell away, and I saw myself
Light from the outside assisting my mind
The fall began more raptly then
Until I was kicking away the foundation
My feet bare the scares of walking away
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Comments (2 Comments)
- P i lo t S l - 04/13/2009
- COOL POEM >w< 5/5
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- redeyesgirl11 - 04/10/2009
- i enjoyed it if that counts very poetic and great
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