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Rejection She sees the candle burn her name in light its flame with colors beckon sobs in dreams. Beside her tears an empty pillow lies the silent thoughts she owns are wound too tight; so tight she can hardly breathe in and out. Her room with lonesome walls is ever mute but speaks and asks why she resides alone, her answer too painful to think about. She drowned when others sang their songs to keep as shadowed night holds mem’ries strong of heart, her only love forever gone from sight. The candle blaze has died in time for sleep. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2010-07-05 09:35:43
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
This could be "my" theme poem right now. Life, you have managed to write how many feel inside - but you have fashioned it with a strong choice of words, the elements that make someone feel this way and candid imagery to enhance such sad emotions for anyone caught in this kind of life.
I have no suggestions to you for changes, or any points that need to be addressed.
Your talent shines in this, and I'm appreciating the posts.
The last line defines your message so clearly.
Way to go girl.....Kudos & blessings,
on the list for July,
Deni