EMOTIONS
An island is what I left behind
A treasure is what I conquered ahead
The tears enrolled were to much to bear
the broken souls kept rigging through my mind
The trust withheld I lost it all
the pride I had faded like the watery paint
In a life time I had it all: in a minute I lost it through the drain
I had to leave: I had to move on
To greener pastures that were like an oasis to many eyes foreseen.
- Written by: Sylvia Salima
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2 comments:
Hmm... read your poem. I hate to say "I don't get it," makes me sound dumb. I think poets should always in a few words mention the subject they are trying to capture... http://www.gateofintrigue.com/innergate/floodgate/ Your poet communicates to me remorse... did you kill someone?
Hmmm.....Smoothly flowing...with sweet scents of optimism..."I had to leave: I had to move on...To greener pastures that were like an oasis to many eyes foreseen"
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