my pains

[mirou]

i'm waiting for your waves..

Me buryin your lines...

Do words bring the life?...

Yes life of my death...

I can sing for deaf...

No lyrist can weep my glory...

Go my ode,tell them my story...

RQ: if you read vertically(the initial letters of each verse,), you'll find the title of my poem that summ up my feelings while writing this poem...thank you

[the silent x]

i'm waiting for your waves..

Me buryin your lines...

Do words bring the life?...

Yes life of my death...

I can sing for deaf...

No lyrist can weep my glory...

Go my ode,tell them my story...

RQ: if you read vertically(the initial letters of each verse,), you'll find the title of my poem that summ up my feelings while writing this poem...thank you


wow, very good, very dark and moody, but very well written.

if you want some help try

I'm waiting for your waves,
Me, waiting for my grave.

Do your words bring life? (i don't know if you want this directed at someone, if not, take out the your)
Yes, life of my death.
I who only sing for the deaf. (someone who doesn't like to be heard?)
No lyrist can sing of my glory,
Go my ode(nice word), and tell my story.

when did you write this?
this is how i write my poems as well, how i feel the moment i write them, does it seem to give you a focus that won't let you stop until the job is done, look at literaturejunction.com, under personal poetry, caveat lector, i can easily comprehend some of what your going/went through.

[Pendragon]

A very good poem. I sincerely hope it isn't a farewell note... http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Blue_butterfly_2.gif
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Sometimes darkness seems unending,
Overwhelming us with grief and pain
Maybe you haven’t seen the sunshine—
Every day has been filled with gloom…
Perhaps you feel like just giving up—
Even wonder if life is worth living at all…
Oh, you long for a better world somewhere
Perhaps over that old rainbow…
Life has been a heartless mistress
Ever cruel, never caring, never loving—
Caught like a butterfly in a high wind—
And trying to escape on broken wings
Reality sometimes gives us a kick in the rear—
Even so—the butterfly will someday soar again…

Pendragon
© 5/10/07

Read my bold words for your answer