(lost names)

January 22, 2014
By haley101 DIAMOND, Windsor, Connecticut
haley101 DIAMOND, Windsor, Connecticut
70 articles 5 photos 195 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

― Mary Oliver


His soul is visible,
like glass or mirrors
etched into the creases of his face
He smells like winter and
the casual brush of a hand -
his eyes, however concrete grey
behind black frames of glass
hold a warmness just as with cold
hands he demonstrates a warm heart

He has lost his name,
abandoned it against his will
only to be called another

He makes even ugly death
seem beautiful

He watched me once
bleed the moon through my eyes
and then again,
and he asked me, with a sigh
that mirrored mine,
"Tired?"



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on Feb. 26 2014 at 11:17 am
haley101 DIAMOND, Windsor, Connecticut
70 articles 5 photos 195 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

― Mary Oliver

Thank you that means a lot. It's a student in one of my classes - no one knows much about him, and people often call him odd nicknames. So, one day in class, we were incredibly bored, and I said I'd write about him. ;)

on Feb. 25 2014 at 8:10 pm
ImmortalRose GOLD, Arvada, Colorado
17 articles 1 photo 168 comments

Favorite Quote:
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Khalil Gibran

I love this piece... But who is it talking about?


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