A faint glimmer,
the remains of,
a once brilliant beacon.
Quiet mummers,
are the last,
of the blaring call,
relentlessly seeking me out.
Slight tugs
now pull at me,
in place of the force,
that is no longer.
Fading from my memories,
a previously strong figure,
now a shadow.
Soon forgotten.
Gone forever.
I'm not asking anyone to comment on it. If someone likes it they are more than welcome to say so. If you don't I would love to hear that too. You don't have to understand it.
Beauty.
14 years ago
1 comment:
Wow. I will comment on this!!!
It is so well written and touched me. Im not sure how you do it Ashlyn but you are one amazing writter. Any time i read something you have written i envy you. Sometimes i even feel like im that person or im with them because you are so descriptive in your writting. I just want to say Kudos for this poem. I really enjoyed it. :)
Mucho love-
Mollz♥
Im terribly sorry i was in a bad mood today. I wil give you a hug tomorrow if im here. :D
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