October 28, 2009
By roxamania96 GOLD, Rockville, Maryland
roxamania96 GOLD, Rockville, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
"If music be the food of love, play on" - Shakespeare

Your eyes,
Tunnels of despair,
Interrogating my soul,
Judging my moves,
Watching me dance,

Your smirk,
Corners of your fleshy lips,
Twitch upward,
Sneering, sniggering,

Your heart,
Bitter emotions’ haven,
All love and care misplaced,
All respect for no one,
All affection for yourself,

One glance,
And a wave of arctic loathing pulls me under tide,
Chills swept over my body,
Enveloping me in their acidic mist,

One by one,
Inching upward,
Changing each segment of my soft,
Smooth, warm, skin,
Into freezing, rough, hard, blocks of ice,
Rooting me to my place,
As they passed me through

The author's comments:
I don't even know where this came from, but I think that it's pretty good, and I'd love to read people's comments. Thanks!

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on Nov. 12 2009 at 3:40 pm
yael krifcher BRONZE, Potomac, Maryland
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i really really love your wording and the way you paced this poem. the imagery is great and i can reallly see it happening. cant wait to see more of it ;)


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