|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Will It Be
Contributed by
Kellros
on
Friday, 24th March 2006 @ 12:07:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
|
Like a gravedigger digs his own grave,
love is pushing me away,
like a soldier marching brave,
inevitably the same love begs to stay.
The sun rises brightly beneath the clouds,
hidden the truth is of love's shroud,
beneath the earth love bleeds in its molten core
like the sharp wind cuts your soul on a sunset shore.
Dowsy in hopes of dreams never coming true,
constructing thoughts of that it's through,
late nights in bed thoughts angrily scream
suffocating them slowly slipping into a dream.
Like a crevice a heart slowly cracks,
face up to reality - facing the facts,
it may be, it may not,
nothing can be done, just appreciate what you got.
Like a gravedigger digs his own grave,
love is pushing me away,
like a soldier marching brave,
inevitably the same love begs to stay.
Copyright ©
Kellros
... [
2006-03-24 12:07:07]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Will It Be
(User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on
Friday, 24th March 2006 @ 12:53:42 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| I like this. It is more to me about the haunting drem of love's departure. I can relate to this in many ways. |
|
|
Re: Will It Be
(User Rating: 1 )
by foxfire44 on
Friday, 24th March 2006 @ 07:49:05 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| you are very creative with words nice job..I liked the way you made me see what you wrote. |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
