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Solitude of Summer

Contributed by goodandevil on Tuesday, 14th August 2007 @ 07:37:38 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished



The burning embers
of the cigarette
I swear is my last.
The drops of water
that blanket the glass
of the drink I swear
ill never taste again.
The dry heat
that numbs the heart
and makes delirious
the mind.
It is here in this state
I can almost feel
alive again.

In the coolness
of the shade
I find no comfort.
The heat is an anesthesia
that I long for
that I need.
Too hot to move.
Too tired to think.
I am alive but exist
without the burdens
of a wandering mind
and a broken heart.

The frost of winter
begs for companionship
but the solitude of summer
needs no one.
Summer releases your troubles
out through you pores
leaving you dry inside
a fragile being
with not an ounce of water
left to shed
even a single tear.
Summer is
Peace.




Copyright © goodandevil ... [ 2007-08-14 07:37:38]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Solitude of Summer (User Rating: 1 )
by Torn_Thomas on Tuesday, 14th August 2007 @ 08:41:16 AM AEST
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lovely poem! i feel the same myself, especially the part about the cigarette. awesome


Re: Solitude of Summer (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 14th August 2007 @ 09:09:21 AM AEST
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I am alive but exist
without the burdens
of a wandering mind
and a broken heart

That part really grabbed me! Fantastic poem, drew me in with the mention of the "last" cigarette (familiar ha) and kept me till that fantastic ending stanza, wonderful image. Kudos!




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