|
| READING ROOM | ||||
|---|---|---|---|---|
|
| COMMUNITY | |||
|---|---|---|---|
|
| ABOUT GREAT WRITING | ||
|---|---|---|
|
| WORK AWAITING REVIEW |
|---|
|
| GW IS... |
|---|
|
Great Writing creative writing community is designed to prompt ideas
and provide inspiration and motivation within aspiring and amateur
authors. Whatever your topic; from love poetry to Doctor Who or Harry
Potter fan fiction, Great Writing's online writing group is where you
can make new friends and improve your creative writing. |
| WHO'S ONLINE |
|---|
| We have 825 guests online and 9 members online |
| print friendly version | |
| Page of Life | |
| By Katanga | ||
| 25 September 2008 | ||
|
Ha!
Couldn't find any better rhymes! Page of Life I turn a page of 'Life' to read the end of all the loving in my burnt-out heart. Now there's a tear my dreams can no more mend than take me home to our once happy start. How long have we two been so far apart? Such distance stretches out, and so I tend to turn to poetry's solace, soul-crafted art. I turn a page of 'Life' to read the end. This poem hangs, and I can't comprehend . . . The song I sing tastes wrong, distinctly tart. My tune is written now, a futile blend of all the loving in my burnt-out heart. There's paper on the table - a pen, a dart that pierces all I feel. I won't pretend to know what's quietly driven you to part. Now there's a tear my dreams can no more mend. Is this a message you were loath to send before your heart gave up pretence, so smart? I'd rather you forgive me now and spend, than take me home to our once happy start. I linger long before I scream, 'Depart!' My soul is crushed, this poem cannot rend a better life than proven by Descartes - 'I think, therefore I am.' Did he 'intend'? I turn a page.
Only registered users can rate and write comments. Powered by AkoComment 2.0! |
||
|
Next item
|
|---|