Wolf
Apprentice
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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Pathos
Feb 18, 2004 1:23:06 GMT -5
Post by Wolf on Feb 18, 2004 1:23:06 GMT -5
Pathos
Pain -- deep, black, throbbing
my heart and soul a'robbing
of my desire for life...
Twisting and turning
Fiery and burning
like the searing knife....
The pain, oh pain! strikes deep,
my life away does seep
merciless one!
Heartache so great
why doesn't fate
this torture quell?
Why must this be
why aren't I free
from this living hell?
Grief and despair
forever I bear,
wretched am I...
Death would be kind
were it me to find
-- wonder you why?
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, March 8, 1967
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Pathos
Feb 18, 2004 1:25:30 GMT -5
Post by T.J. Barber on Feb 18, 2004 1:25:30 GMT -5
That was exceptional. I loved it. Welcome back to Poet Club!!! Great Write...
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Pathos
Feb 19, 2004 10:29:17 GMT -5
Post by bloodredtears on Feb 19, 2004 10:29:17 GMT -5
very much enjoyed this piece! i love your description of pain in the first two lines!
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sweetest17sin
Virtuoso
don't frown! you never know who's falling in love with your smile!
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Pathos
Feb 19, 2004 22:41:16 GMT -5
Post by sweetest17sin on Feb 19, 2004 22:41:16 GMT -5
i agree...nice job!
melissa!
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Pathos
Feb 21, 2004 20:02:20 GMT -5
Post by SilverEyes on Feb 21, 2004 20:02:20 GMT -5
I especially like the last stanza and the inverted sentence structure is a nice touch too. It kind of reminds me of Yoda.
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