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I write poetry? You're kidding! eek
Oh wait. Yes, I am. Critiques for a sonnet of mine? One of my oh so rare poems that are...GASP...not free verse.
Closes the eyes for closure deathen in,
Be for what it is without eyes to see,
The darkest of sky without strength to be,
Into of his own for you it is me,
Water o’er the sea; be unto me,
Rain fall eye to eye, without you or I,
We do not stay what else you do not see,
For without it is for else to be death,
A cloak of darkness, future memories,
As dreaming to be without shadows last,
Understand little to be is of please,
Without nothing I see the futures past,
Out of merely not much nothing will come,
Seeing o’er light past future the from.
 animepurinsesu · Tue Jun 27, 2006 @ 04:28am · 0 Comments |
