Uriah Hamilton


Planet Of Despair - Poem by Uriah Hamilton

There is certainly
No reason to sadly wander
On these broken lonely streets
Except for the purpose,
The desperate prayer,
Of seeing her again,
My precious friend
Of the alienated boulevards.

It’s been four years
Since we’ve kissed,
I was a small boy then
Who didn’t know
Anything about love
And I know less than ever now.

Romantic heartbreak
Has always been
My only destination,
My crestfallen relationship
To the universe
Is to be a weeping star
Revolving around
A planet of despair.


Comments about Planet Of Despair by Uriah Hamilton

  • (10/22/2007 7:15:00 AM)

    I agree with Will when he says love is never lost and your eloquence and beauty touch my soul half way across the globe. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/21/2007 2:23:00 PM)

    Reading your bio, then one of your poems... allowed me to objectively criticise your poetic validity... for some reason, we share some similar opinions about those classic and contemporary poets who've made an immaculate impact in our lives, today. On the other hand, I like the way you play with words, I see some of my struggle as well as, my audacity to try assembling 'best words in their best order'
    If we manage to follow that 'idea' of writing poetry, then we can say we are almost close to being more valid than we are now. I honestly like your clever way of playing with words. good job. keep it up!
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  • (10/13/2007 11:17:00 PM)

    A tug at the heartstrings, Uriah. All planets orbit through the darkness, and no body whatsoever fails to revolve around some gravitational hub.

    The picture you paint is bleak, but lit with its own internal eloquence and beauty of expression. Love is never in vain, though it makes a man feel a fool at times.. - Will
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  • (10/13/2007 6:33:00 PM)

    My bitter sister once said I was a mere satelite revolving around the planet of my late husband...I was the happiest I have ever been being that satelite, without him I am as sad as your poem depicts, being alone without love is a Planet of Despair for that person for sure. Brilliant work as usual Uriah! The nice english lady Tai (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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