untitled (still cant think of a title)

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untitled (still cant think of a title)

hoping
never knowing
my mind is in prison
surrounded by the sinning
i feel my back without a spine
i feel a crack in a world without any time
inside im falling waitng to hit the ground
inside im calling waiting to make a sound
its a moist desert filled with tears
its all the love filled with fears
four walls solitary confinement
no calls killed excitement
if the tears will ever dry
scars would be seen in my eyes
and naked emotions
still floating
hoping

by marek kata

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Posted: Sat Jun 6, 2009 1:12 PM CST

About this poem:
a personal poem

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Comments

teresa1956 m'boro, Tennessee USA
Wed Jun 10, 2009 9:13 PM CST

beautiful

Modern_Fairy meath, Meath Ireland
Thu Jun 11, 2009 12:12 PM CST

awwhhh

zira9888 newport, Isle of Wight, England UK
Sun Aug 9, 2009 6:42 PM CST

Hi, did you actually compose this yourself, if so, well done for being able to put your feelings on paper so to speak, loved it, shows you have been places, hopefully made you a better person..take care x

lookylou carlos, Minnesota USA
Mon Aug 10, 2009 1:39 PM CST

I really like your poem. Like music, you can sort of tell the title by the lyrics. You might try " Desert filled with tears". It seems to sum it up and it is a great phrase. Just a thought. Keep up the good work.
Sincerely,
MYVICE