Peya Jakob

Glass Pavements. - Poem by Peya Jakob

The world has ended but i live on,
selling souls on glass sidewalks no one will walk on.
Collecting memories from dusty highways,
watching reality pass slowly like a dream,
and people with no faces acting in imaginary plays.
And children who rip out hearts when simon says.
I stagger with a wavering uncertainity,
as i slowly pick up fragments of eternity.

Comments about Glass Pavements. by Peya Jakob

  • Rookie - 0 Points Max Kuvaev (1/26/2009 5:11:00 AM)

    This is a grasping poem written in minor key. The symbols are very vivid. I really like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 25, 2008

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