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The Shelf of Sadness
Contributed by
Whiskurz
on
Monday, 7th January 2013 @ 12:30:31 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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I was going to write a sad poem
But my nephew shot himself
So I'll guess I'll wait 'til later
And I put it on the shelf
I finally took it down today
But before I started to write
I got a call from a friend of mine
His daughter died last night
So on the shelf it went once more
To wait 'til grief has passed
Again I took the paper down
To write my sorrow at last
But as my muse began to cry
A knock came at my door
A neighbor came to me in tears
Her husband killed in the war
I never wrote that sad poem
It sits upon the shelf
Sadness needs no poet at all
It somehow writes itself
Copyright ©
Whiskurz
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2013-01-07 00:30:31] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Shelf of Sadness
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jonathon_J_Young on
Monday, 7th January 2013 @ 12:51:59 AM AEST (User
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very nice poem, a very original idea to it. i love how the rhyming scheme flows. very good job. :D |
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