I Feel You

March 10, 2012
By SpreadUrWingzNFly BRONZE, Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania
SpreadUrWingzNFly BRONZE, Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania
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Alone I sit,
Where the grass is wet and rain streams down my face
The wind gnaws at my bones and blows my hair away
Wrapping itself around me like a sick backward tourniquet
As I think of you

The wind becomes your hands wrapped around me,
Never letting go but never really there
The rain is like your breath gliding down my body
Saying a thousand things at once, but none to be heard

I am a home, a shell
And the parasite of longing is deeply rooted within me
And it cannot be starved nor can it be weeded
And for it to die along with it
Must go I


The author's comments:
Ummm I guess its about a person I like and thought about in the rain, I hope people who feel the same way can relate.

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on Mar. 25 2012 at 7:17 am
youngspeare BRONZE, Nairobi, Other
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Favorite Quote:
We wouldn't ask a rose that grew from the concrete for having damaged petals; in turn we'd all celebrate its tenacity, we'd all love tz will to reach the sun well we are the roses n these are my damaged petals don't ask me why thank God and ask me how

Great expression, strong words..Keep posting this is awesome! :)

Moee1 BRONZE said...
on Mar. 23 2012 at 7:31 pm
Moee1 BRONZE, Bowie, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
“Hope is a necessity, evaluating the morals of our determination. Love is an opportunity, displaying the occurrence of whom is accepted within you. Intelligence is a desire, it urges ones motives to incline.”-Mohamed Roberts

lovely poem


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