levignia jaise


This Thing - Poem by levignia jaise

What is this thing
I stop and stare like everyone does
I stare until it backs down and leaves me alone I stare
High
I hold my head
Inside I crumble I fall
What is she..this.. it
It is not a body, a mind nor soul
Its undescribable
But takes its toll
Even though it's unhuman
Still it lives.. breathes a half breath
It is so weak
Yet holds unmeasurable power
What is it
I am desperate to know
I want it to be helped
But I cant stop myself

It can destroy


Comments about This Thing by levignia jaise

  • (5/6/2010 7:41:00 AM)


    hmmm, i wonder what provoked u to write this kind of poem..
    to be honest, its quite powerful.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010



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