In Days like these
I feel like flyingfar, far, far
until my wings melt
to the fire of Mars.
In days like these
I feel like diving
down, down, down
until my soul touches
the beard of Poseidon.
In days like these
I feel like dying
sad, sad, sad
In Days like these
2 Comments
Tags: Sadness
far, far, far
until my wings melt
to the fire of Mars.
In days like these
I feel like diving
down, down, down
until my soul touches
the beard of Poseidon.
In days like these
I feel like dying
sad, sad, sad
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graceladymn commented on In Days like these
09-13-2009
- "Until my wings melt to the fire of Mars" What an image that captures. All of life is this up and down, while there recall it does go up as well.
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09/15/2009
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DennisScott commented on In Days like these
09-01-2009
- I have been there. In days like these it is helpful to have someone to talk to or some kind of outlet to keep you mind from dwelling. I am glad you have chosen poetry, this was a nice read. I like it.
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09/01/2009
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