choices
a beating heart, a shaky hand
a sharp and bloody knife
a wrong turn, a wrong choice
the end of another life
to me, the blade shall fall next
into my lonely breast
come now, knife, enter here
your home is now my chest
choices
a beating heart, a shaky hand
a sharp and bloody knife
a wrong turn, a wrong choice
the end of another life
to me, the blade shall fall next
into my lonely breast
come now, knife, enter here
your home is now my chest
PoeticBrit commented on choices
02-01-2013
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
The Demon I Adore | 0 | 10/21/2016 |
You | 1 | 04/08/2013 |
i am the night | 4 | 04/08/2013 |
Choose Me! | 1 | 01/31/2013 |
choices | 1 | 01/31/2013 |
Onward | 0 | 01/31/2013 |
We Thank You | 1 | 01/31/2013 |
sleep come | 0 | 01/31/2013 |
take wing, my heart | 2 | 01/30/2013 |
Broken | 0 | 01/30/2013 |
What have we here? | 1 | 01/30/2013 |
Seek, My Love | 0 | 02/19/2012 |
Desire | 1 | 02/19/2012 |
the story of the lost child | 4 | 09/01/2010 |
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