Clark

Oblivion

Oblivion laid before her

Nothing but a blank page, the time passed and a girl with a mind of her own

All of a sudden the words came scrabbling onto the page

Her fingers ran across the keyboard

Her eyes began to shimmer which would soon turn into the

Tears that rolled down her cheeks as she remembered

Summer nights and winter mornings

Hazel eyes and cold hands

Brilliant arguments and drawn out goodbyes

Soon enough she would become what she wrote

 

- the art of poetry

 

 

Comments4

  • SerenWise

    Lovely work

    • Clark

      Thank you very much!

    • Ranita

      very nice write 🙂

      • Clark

        Thanks bud 🙂

      • Goldfinch60

        Those words fill the pages with wonderful thoughts and poetry.

        • Clark

          Thank you!

        • orchidee

          Good write Clark.

          • Clark

            Thank you!



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