Tired Child

July 31, 2010
By Ann__ BRONZE, St. Paul, Minnesota
Ann__ BRONZE, St. Paul, Minnesota
2 articles 5 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Everything happens for a reason, it's just whether we choose to embrace them or hate them that determines our happiness.


The train runs away from here
as the rain pounds away
the wind whispers secrets to the streetlamps
as the flowers turn to pray
the grass bends over backwards
and the trees stretch and moan
the moon drifts to sleep
as it goes home
a single tear falls
from a tired face
feeling even though everything goes on
everythings falling out of place


The author's comments:
Can you feel things just leaving you? The tears that come, those empty words that hang in the air from the past as no ones there with you. The way you try so hard and no on knows as each day goes passed. This poem is just about things falling out of place.

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on Aug. 25 2010 at 7:59 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

Could you read some of my work? My pieces are desperately hungry for comments. So sorry to bother you, but I couldn't ignore their desperate plea for attention.

Ann__ BRONZE said...
on Aug. 25 2010 at 7:45 pm
Ann__ BRONZE, St. Paul, Minnesota
2 articles 5 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Everything happens for a reason, it's just whether we choose to embrace them or hate them that determines our happiness.

Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it ;)

on Aug. 25 2010 at 7:43 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
40 articles 2 photos 1635 comments

Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

This is a very beautiful poem and you articulated the feeling very well. I love the line 'the wind whispers secrets to the streetlamps.' Although you wrote it about things falling apart, I found it very calming.


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