untitled still cant think of a title

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Jun 2009 527 Views 6 comments

untitled (still cant think of a title)

Author: Unknown

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: Jun 2009

About this poem:

a personal poem

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Comments (6)

teresa1956m'boro, Tennessee USAJun 10, 2009

beautiful

Modern_FairyMeath, IrelandJun 11, 2009

awwhhh

zira9888newport, Isle of Wight, England UKAug 9, 2009

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

lookyloucarlos, Minnesota USAAug 10, 2009

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

SunnnValletta, Majjistral MaltaNov 26, 2009