Son a garden lost,
Left home and never looked back;
Mother's heart forlorn.
Son a garden lost,
Left home and never looked back;
Mother's heart forlorn.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Mother's heart forlorn;
Feeling sting of rejection,
She weeps all night long.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
She weeps all night long,
Because no answer exists,
Crushed with emotion.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Crushed with emotion,
Heart of shattered splinters bleeds,
Boundless sorrow weeps…
Last edited by Pendragon; 01-23-2007 at 09:45 AM.
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Boundless sorrow weeps—
At the tomb of His dead friend—
“Lazarus, come forth!”
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
(Yes I did, thanks.; my goal with that poem was to make it as short as possible but flow very smoothly. The rhythm of the poem makes it roll off your tongue in just a few seconds..)
"Lazarus, come forth!"
your omnipresent desire,
depleted, I condemn
Last edited by Adolescent09; 01-23-2007 at 09:42 AM.
My hide hides the heart inside
sorry...got in too late! and now I'm really confused...
my apologies...I did not mean to cut you off.
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Depleted, I condemn
Those threatening sanity,
Ego anchors self.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Adolescent, why don't you post your lovely poem in the "share poem" thread? It would be nice to share it there. I think in here, it resembles a series of Haiku and it is confusing some people. I thought it was Haiku's at first, too; now I think Susan S thinks it is and does not know how to proceed with H thread lines.Originally Posted by Adolescent09
The poem does flow nicely; I like how you described it to me. Janine
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Ego Anchors Self
But the anchor sinks the boat
please don't drown yourself
"...thought is the arrow of time, memory never fades."
Please don't drown yourself
Virginia Wolfe, such insight;
Worlds we can not know.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Worlds we can not know
what lies inside of his head?
I haven't a clue.
(I often seem to be clueless, don't I? Sensing a haiku trend here . . . hmmm. . . .)
A bit that I wrote: Vanilla Ice Cream. Comments and critique welcomed! :-)
I haven't a clue
like scooby-doo slip-sliding
being chased by ghosts
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Being chased by ghosts,
Gray myst floats by my window
Shutters in the night.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
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