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Hope Filled Sky

Midnight blue skies,
And stars of hope,
Yet she lay crumpled on the dead grass,
With pain which she can't cope

She lays screaming and weeping,
And wondering why,
Why hasn't she been touched,
By the hope filled sky

Was she not good enough?
Or because she cried too much,
That the hope filled sky,
Is so far out of touch

Nothing surrounds her,
Just a pond and a tree,
The tree's branches hang limp,
And the pond water is filthy

With no escape,
She hopes to die,
And all she wanted,
Was to touch the hope filled sky





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neethi said...
Jul. 12, 2010 at 9:00 pm
raya! like ive told you a million times before this is amazing :) i really hope you continue to write poems!
 
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