The Sale on Memories

March 21, 2009
By mavaabrat3 PLATINUM, Palm Harbor, Florida
mavaabrat3 PLATINUM, Palm Harbor, Florida
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Shops and stores are lined with red sale signs,
Inside you can find people wanted deals 'that's mine that's mine'
As I just keep away I can say I see a whole other world,
A whole other world that's not in a whirl,
But I can't look past the pixels of the bigger picture,
I just stare in the fine cutes of jewels in the big light fixture,
To me all I see are hints to my love in real world mixture,
And In me all I see is her figure,
It seems like I stare at an images glare,
Seeing things that in which both of use care,
It's hard to share this dark flare,
But with the things I observe it's a dare,
Is it because I am caught up that I dumb everything I see down,
And the smallest related comment is all the reason to make me frown,
I found that in the season sound,
That I can be at times unbound from the ground,
Even though it seems like my heart gained a pound,
The only way I come back to earth is through the emotional,
And the anchor is what I notice in the social,
It's easy to talk about mistletoe when your feelings are not so low,
Or how so your love for someone with the New Year will grow,
Is the weather cold or am I'I don't know,
I guess it shows I need from her a personality so warm,
But for now Ill just follow the ways of the holy born,
And see if I can weather the storm.


The author's comments:
This was a Christmas themed poem. I was kind of sad at the moment and I just saw everyone moving fast pace and in the whole Christmas spirit...and I was the odd person out.

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on May. 2 2009 at 4:40 pm
ImDumbStruck DIAMOND, Springfield, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"If at first you don't succeed, destroy any evidence."

Around Christmas, some people's greedy sides emerge. Alot of people just care about buying stuff and gettting everything on sale, commercialmism is it's prime. It can be lonely when no on sees the spirit of Christmas anymore and you are the only not blinded by prices and new stuff.

This is a great poem, plz keep writing


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