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 Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 7:05 am
Gosh, I feel like such a depressing person. These next two poems are freeform (woot! go freeform) and I like them very much.
Poem One:
To lose one's love, one cannot describe,
To lose one's friend is unthinkable.
One cannot describe the pain of grief,
May try, but fail yet.
Perhaps as a sword plunged through one's heart,
Or perhaps as a bullet in the chest...
As thought all one has is one's sanity,
Althought standing on a fifty story ledge...
Poem Two
The measure of life isn't in what is gone when they leave,
Or in how they live, it is both...
Because what we have in their life,
And what they leave behind when they part,
Is love...
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 1:46 pm
what, these aren't good enough?
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 8:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 8:41 pm
*sheepish* i'm sorry. heart
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 2:15 pm
lose someone dear to you?
these are not really depressing... at least not to me. biggrin kind of a assurence(sp?), an idea/belife that even if they are gone, they are not "gone" from our hearts, no matter how painful it is to see them part.
well, thats the jist i got from them... >.> I'm no Critiquer. (is that a word??)
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