Monday, January 24, 2011

A collection of past poems (before I stopped writing) (4)

She sits
by the shore
sunset
across the ocean
a wisp of hope
lingers

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Releasing
the balloons
upwards
to the sky
consoles
her chained soul

-

Little ballerina
on the stage
tricks the audience
into believing
she's an angel

-

Lies
facades
dress up
the world
with makeup

-

Kaleidoscope
colors
a faint
shade of black
such contrast
her life
with him
and without

-

Bird's chirping
outside the window
one of countless
nature's
true symphony

-

She
fell
a broken glass
he
came
picked up the pieces

-

The locket
dangling
from her neck
inside
a thousand twinkling stars
splendid sparkles
she keeps hidden

-

He brought
her guarded self
to the edge
of a cliff
and made her
jump

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