Little King of Sorrows


Collaboration


I do not know how, this poem should start,
2 poets just writing, a hallway apart.
Trying to mend, their brains work together,
Collaboration with friends, can make you feel better.
Sometimes its fun to gossip bout others,
But these two have seen, the lives that it smothers.
To the point it can leave us, wanting to scream,
a voice of 2 people, now that makes a team.
Knowing the difference, between rumors and real,
tearing down webs, the spinsters do wheel.
This wheel like tornado, that just never ends,
a path of destruction, is left among friends.
Friends turn their backs, and hearts are left broken,
a rainbow we see, by the words left unspoken.

Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

So I'm trying to encourage a friend of mine to start writing. At the same time, as poetry is about creativity, expression, and finding common ground at times, we played a game of writing a sentence each back and forth, and this is what we came up with. Fun to write, thank you CrystalEyes Pain for the help.

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