Give us life again
So here I am,
Lost because you ran
I’ve been sitting for days
Lost in a never ending daze
Now I’m all alone
With a broken bone
A cold heart
And destroyed body parts
You put me here
And now I’m in fear
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Myheartinink’s Poems (7)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Slice | 0 | 01/31/2010 |
| Give us life again | 0 | 01/31/2010 |
| Don't Go. | 0 | 03/18/2009 |
| I was so sure | 0 | 03/15/2009 |
| This is How it Ends | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
| goodbye, | 1 | 03/11/2009 |
| Alexander, | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
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