BladesongRaven Gehrig

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Slides Its Way Down - Poem by BladesongRaven Gehrig

the way our face hits the glass,
n slides its way down,
seemingly we frown
on the dark days,
the way his shoulders moved,
there own pace n the daylight,
but at midnight i was alone,
n pretending i loved it,
while yet another muse glided on the wheels of
my loves soul...
n what can be done with that,
lose myself n the empty glass,
while my reflection fades,
becomes less n less then what i brought with today...

Comments about Slides Its Way Down by BladesongRaven Gehrig

  • (5/8/2011 8:22:00 PM)

    Great poem. Very well described. Great imagery and style. Excellent stuff. I rate it 10.
    Thanks for sharing.....
    Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2. Please use the search box by typing the name of the poem if the page doesn't open with the title of the poem.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 8, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, May 9, 2011

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