jack green

Rookie - 44 Points (Chattanooga, Tennessee)

Plight Of My Flight - Poem by jack green

Flew through life holding to all that i can.
Counting the days all remaining are on one hand.
Lost is the dream what should have been.
Gone is the chance to suceede or win.
The promise i didnt keep is now returning to clay.
My hopes and dreams all is forgotten i pass away.


Comments about Plight Of My Flight by jack green

  • (1/1/2012 1:12:00 PM)


    A great poem, i really like this. A good write. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/31/2011 3:09:00 PM)


    A deep sadness, the longing of what will never be. A beautifully express poem. A pleasure to read. (Report) Reply

  • Vipins Puthooran (12/31/2011 4:24:00 AM)


    Excellent poem! ! ! I like this one,
    I breathe this feeling! ! !
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 31, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 8, 2012


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