Give us life again
So here I am,
Lost because you ran
I’ve been sitting for days
Lost in a never ending daze
Now I’m all alone
With a broken bone
A cold heart
And destroyed body parts
You put me here
And now I’m in fear
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
Myheartinink’s Poems (7)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Slice | 0 | 01/31/2010 |
| Give us life again | 0 | 01/31/2010 |
| Don't Go. | 0 | 03/18/2009 |
| I was so sure | 0 | 03/15/2009 |
| This is How it Ends | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
| goodbye, | 1 | 03/11/2009 |
| Alexander, | 0 | 03/11/2009 |
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