Kaio Clark

Cold Desert

</>No one has ever loved me
No one has ever turned to where I stand

I've never seen the smile of love
Or felt the caress of feeling

I wasn't ever really a confortable kid
Shifting and sifting for reasons unknown

I don’t know any place of sanctuary
I've only ever known the sorrow of the cold desert

Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 20, 2011
Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 9, 2011

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Comments about Cold Desert by Kaio Clark

  • isabella Francis (4/9/2012 8:34:00 AM)

    So thoughtful. The way you write Kaio is so wonderful that I get transported into the world you create in your poems. it's simply blew my mind. :)

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  • Nick Krakana (11/7/2011 5:23:00 AM)

    Strong little peace of work that carry's a strong meaning, it comes from you the writers heart - and the that is the best place to start - so always carry a pen and always be ready to write, because you'll never know what life brings you way so be ready to write! write! write!

    NK

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  • Kevin PatrickKevin Patrick (10/25/2011 5:33:00 PM)

    I love these lines:
    I've never seen the smile of love
    Or felt the caress of feeling

    Its beutiful Kaio we have all been through cold deserts

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  • Dave Walker (10/24/2011 7:03:00 PM)

    A really beautiful poem, and a really sad one.
    A poem where you show true emotion.
    Great write.

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  • Stefanie Fontker (10/24/2011 6:31:00 PM)

    Very emotional. We are similar, in this way, I always wanted to fly away. Beautiful, I really love this one.

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