"Lost Echoes"

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by curtius, Jan 11, 2006.

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  1. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    Monotonous routines
    My sighs resound so loudly
    Here in my darkened chasm
    My mind.

    To glance up
    The small ray of light
    That shines...
    So bright it blinds.

    A repetitive moan
    Cracked and needing lips
    The thirst...

    Saddend squabbled
    Needing relief
    Relief that I know...
    I will never find.

  2. thedeafmusician

    thedeafmusician Staff Alumni

    I like your poem, curtius. Unfortunately I find that I can relate to this poem a lot, but I still like it.
  3. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    To be able to pick just one grain of sand, my manic mind could describe its million reflections...

    Then to realize how many might exist on the beach whence it came...hysteria.

    Thank you, I too am sorry you could relate, but flattered that you know what you read...

  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    good poem!
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