A child alone
Living in the shadows of the dark
He lives unnoticed
He sits and waits for the day
To pass away unnoticed
Like one star in the universe
If he goes no one will know
Because there are a billion more
To cover up the space of his absence
He left unnoticed
By everyone
~I feel this is my best poem!~
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Angel of Death
Poetry! Comments are welcomed!
Other voices
Images in my head
Angel of Death
Inside my head
- SCHIZOPHRENIC MIND
- "The poem is a little myth of man's capacity of making life meaningful. And in the end, the poem is not a thing we see --i t is, rather, a light by which we may see -- and what we see is life." By Robert Penn Warren
Quotes in my mind
"The poem is a little myth of man's capacity of making life meaningful. And in the end, the poem is not a thing we see --i t is, rather, a light by which we may see -- and what we see is life."
By Robert Penn Warren
6 comments:
this is amazing. i love it.
Thanks! i thought of this when we were learning about the universe in science class.
I am glad you like it!
thanks for the comment!!
Outstanding, thoughtful and wonderfully written.
i think this was a good poem. bye!!!jk good job on this
thanks everyone! i am really proud of this piece of work!!^_^
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