Saturday, February 28, 2009

Old Woman

Her face
Weathered with lines
Etched deep into
Her soul
The darkness of pain
Clouds her visions

But a passion
Deep and fiery
Shows in her eyes
From her very core
I feel reverberating
Peace
Love
Happiness
That’s what she wants
But who ever gets
What they want?

2 comments:

  1. this starts out as beautiful description! I love the depth you give her! Then you add in the wanting, and suckerpunch us with "but who gets what they want?" ouch!

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  2. Ha, I guess it kinda is a suckerpunch... *looks around* i didn't really think of it that way... When I write it just comes out of me. I wrote like four poems in 10 minutes, this being one of the 2 minute ones. :)

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