A silent hush,
Is never found.
A painful crush,
Brings me down.
A sudden headrush,
My head pounds.
Blinded by sin,
Deaf from secrets.
Looking within,
I make no regrets.
You can't win,
Too many upsets.
A wilting flower,
Weeps and cries.
Devoured,
By your lies.
Empowered,
By your goodbyes.
I froze,
Fearful.
He chose,
The cheerful.
Nobody knows,
Too tearful.
Blessings,
In disguise.
Fly on wings,
In the skies.
Undiscovered things,
Burn my eyes.
Blurred vision,
This is it.
A bad decision,
I must admit.
Indecision,
I won't commit.
A silent hush,
Is never found.
A painful crush,
Brings me down.
A sudden headrush,
My head pounds.
This is my second attempt at a poem that *tear* timed out. It's not as good:( I have no clue what it's even about. But it all flew through my head. Again, out of curiosity, whats your fave stanza. Mines the first....
Poems that just flow out are some of the very best I think. You did well here, I have also read through some of your other poems and have enjoyed what I've read. Nice work!
Take care,
Allen
Definately the first and last (which are identical). Like I said, sometimes the unfinished, is polished and done ;) This was very expressive. Sounds like many of my beginning pieces. Put together nicely. I know what you mean, it just flows from up there (points at head) to down there (points to fingers). Don't try to explain it because you can't ;)
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Take care,
Allen
Warm Love,
*-Brittany-*