Mental Confect, by Felicia
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Scarcely morning and the dawn breaks
bringing a bitter world of hate
upon the wings of the dead
the pain of this abrupts her thoughts
The very reality of her mental confect
frees her from the awkward remembrance of things past
tormented thoughts and disturbed dreams
cloud together and form a vision of death
The day is hot but her heart beats cold
her mouth speaks words of uncomely death
and her mind is a maze of doom
in the deep dark valley she lies
Felicia Mac |
| Posted: 2007-09-22 19:30:02 UTC |
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| 2007-11-04 02:19:08 | Teresa |
| Great job
Teresa Nutter |
| 2008-02-26 15:07:04 | User |
| Seems like we feel the same most of the time, I can feel it from the way you write.. |
| 2008-05-16 16:04:12 | Simply-Me-20104 |
| Wow! Your poems are so powerful and I totally admire your word usage!!! Thanks for the comment, and yes, my poems have accumulated over a number of years!! Don't worry, you'll get there!! Few GREAT poems is much better than a number of "less good" ones(sorry, couldn't think of the right word?? haha) But you're doing great and you are an awesome writer!!! |