Lustful Betrayal
Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as the dagger of your words falls against my heart.
It smites me, and darkly my
essence drips
to the thirsty earth.
In agony I call your name
while nothingness approaches.
Now alone, my cascade of tears falls upon blind eyes.
This is love
-Beautiful Pollution
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.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Lost | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| Feelings | 1 | 01/09/2010 |
| Loathing | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| what you have done | 1 | 01/09/2010 |
| Night Of Ecstasy | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| The Random | 1 | 01/09/2010 |
| A God that is Yours | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| Lustful Betrayal | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| conflict of intrest | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| Natural High | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| Fate | 1 | 01/09/2010 |
| Puppet Master | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| I am the guide of inspiration (I am the daughter of Zeus) a muse. | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| the one that got away | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| My favorite flawed perfection | 1 | 01/09/2010 |
| rotten friend particles | 1 | 01/09/2010 |
| Wizard Of Cause (Followers of the fabricated road) | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
| The Quiet Scream | 0 | 01/09/2010 |
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