Feb. 27, 2008 - Illusion
I'm not sure what I could call this poem...so, if you have any ideas, please, tell me.
Stumbling through the crowd
She can barely stand
Her heart feels heavy
In her hands
Falling to the ground
She feels no pain
But the tears fall down
Like rain
People passing by
They don't see her
And she wonders why
But it's all a blur
Looking straight ahead
She sees her reflection
A withered little girl
Only seeking affection
Touching her cheek
She feels only cold
She feels that something is missing
A story untold
Grabbing blindly through her memories
Suddenly, she begins to see
The reason for being so cold
She screams a silent plea
Crying softly to herself
She is filled with dread
Could it be?
She is dead
Oh, and just tell me what you think of it.
*~Isabella~*
I'm thinking maybe
"Her Last Fall"
"So Cold"
or
"Her Last Breath"
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Feb. 27, 2008 - Hi! |
| Posted by rainstar13 |
Thats a cool poem! Here are a few name ideas
Falling and Dying
Cry For Life
Dying Breath
Those are just a couple of ideas I had.
Your blog is cool!
Wanna be friends? |
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Feb. 27, 2008 - Hey |
| Posted by rainstar13 |
| I noticed you like Evenesence, and Avril Lavenge. I like them too! :) |
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Feb. 27, 2008 - Names |
| Posted by forestcrazy |
Hello, Isabella!
I liked that poem. Sad but well-written. Maybe a title could be 'Illusion' because she doesn't realise she is...well, not alive?? Just a suggestion...
..svenja |
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