• Emotional



    ~*~I have walked a thousand miles
    seen a thousands faces
    heard a thousand words
    come from men of all races

    Can I believe what your saying to be true?
    how can you say what you do
    knowing nothing of me
    only what you see

    what face are you hiding?
    what truth do you bring?

    your words can spoil a queen!
    sincerely do you even care to know me?

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    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.

    vixyzhalo’s Poems (15)

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    Naughty 2
    Black satin sheets 1
    Crucifixion 1
    Deception 0
    Craddle me 0
    Remember 1
    Sleepy 0
    Creep 2
    Elusive 4
    Bleed 4
    The other side 1
    Twisted 5
    Blue 1
    Open Book 1
    Prison 3