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Submitted by calliope on 23 October 2007 - 5:11pm.| Updated 17 December 2007 - 2:44pm.
Style / Type:
freeform
Lost to the tide
Of personal pride
I long for an ever after
And while it’s not clear
All the things that I fear
I break out in hysterical laughter
For what is the end
But a meeting of friends
Up there in the heavenly rafters
Now sow all your seeds
And forget your past deeds
For love is the only factor
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Any ideas on a title?Cause I sure couldn't think of one .Here my creative juices failed.HELP!!
(4 votes)
Good message!
Thanks for sharing!
Patrick
Yes somebody get a muse around here
A title this poem needs.I am blank Lacy. let me know when it comes.
In ink,
David
How About?
What is the End?as a title?
Like this - it’s short, to the point, has a great rhythm and says all it needs to say. Nice work!
Kaz x
It’s impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.
Thanks
Thank you PMD ! I thought your idea was great.I do think it works .just the touch it needed ,a title,lol.
Lacy,
Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.