Ice cold, heart frozen, love stands still in time.
Stiff soul ponders in the lonely worlds that shine.
Poker faces, familiar places, flowers wilt in pain.
Stolen dreams, all for it seems,
a life that lives in vain.
Borrowed smiles, and the cruelest kisses.
Stained hands, pointless wishes.
Howling winds that drag fear by,
a storm projects the lie.
Collecting all the broken parts , the hearts that want to fly.
Steady on your road now, careful not to stray.
for no matter how the sun does shine,
you too might freeze one day.
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Author:
justwrite (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Well this poem is expressing how I often feel on my journey through life. Although im not a depressed or sad person in general, its an honest write of how i can feel when im knocked down by certain people and events.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
I understand what you are saying, i think. I am not a sad or depressed person but I do know sadness, I can feel it, tangible, like water. That, to me, is what poetry is about, how things make us feel, and we are slaves to our feelings, our emotions. Your poem captures your emotions beautifully.
Thank you for your time and review...
May you have many happy times!
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