Submitted: Aug 21, 2008
Reads: 73
Comments: 6
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As the moon rises your mesmerizing voice resounds in my head
I close my eyes and the music plays
A sweet serenade as I lie down in bed
I fight to find you resting at the end of this maze
But upon my approach you only fade away
Left to wonder if I may see you another day
Every night have I seen this dream
Such bliss that for nightfall I could not wait
Entering my mind in such a heavenly stream
But never was I able to hold your hand
Eventually It began to eat away at my heart
The world stands against me, or so it may seem
From the start you were a dream
In the end a nightmare
Your serenade now a scream
My breathing grows heavy
My love was my disease
This is not the comfort I once felt
Now I lie trembling in this lonely cell
Accompanied only by my own merciless despair
Welcome to my private little hell
By Emily Gibbons
Age: 13
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Comments:
Ooo. neat. very heartfelt and a little creepy. I LIKE IT!!
Posted: Aug 21, 2008
Wow...I like it. And I don't usually really like poetry.
Posted: Aug 21, 2008
Sad =(..but really good. =)
Posted: Aug 22, 2008
That's really good.So many people feel that way.I liked this alot.Great job.
Posted: Aug 22, 2008
emilythestrange857:
Most expressively sad and depressing. Gave it an "I Like It" vote.
My view of poetry and how it should be written can be found in the comments section of my posting entitled: "Love Intended: #1, #2 & #3".
If you have not done so already, please read some of my other postings entitled:
1. "Excitement Inspired....",
2. "Our Grampa Ed",
3. "Limerick For Life",
4. "Self Love",
5. "POEMS",
6. "Here To Stay" &
7. "Emma Lee".
Thank you!
Happy trails,
Ed Bradley.
Posted: Aug 24, 2008
i like this a lot a lot of feeling
Posted: Aug 26, 2008
