For within silence,
I can blindly grope at nothing.
Ignore the storm raged of suffering
The tinny hail of sadness
In the deadly hours, I can close my eyes
and stare into a reverie of delusions
that is a reality.
And never will you see
that each time I reawaken myself from the blindness,
the light that glistens
to the fallen tears that cry.
i like this one a lot, and i definately like how your poems have a little bit of every emotion in them! Oh, and my name's Amanda, I've been on blogger for awhile but just started posting some of my poems. If you get the chance, check them out and leave a comment, i could use the criticism (whether good or bad). I've been looking for other bloggers who write poetry to connect, and your profile just popped up! Loving the works, keep it up.
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ReplyDeletewow i really like this..i can relate to it, which is always a good thing to have in your poetry, universiality.
i write poetry too, check some out if you get the chance :)
Beautiful words...
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