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Broken Glass, Shattered Hope

Author: Kalis
ASL Info:    17/female/U.S
Elite Ratio:    4.31 - 19 /18 /6
Words: 48
Class/Type: Misc /Misc
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I wrote this from somthing I had seen in a picture. It is not my best work but is interesting. One more of those poems done in 5 minutes, so that should explain enough.

Broken Glass, Shattered Hope

Cracked and caked in old bandages
Obscured visions of past images
Lurking in shadows
Of never ending stairs
Climbing to a height
Impossible to obtain
Cradled in self indulgence
Time pressing back tears
Stone cold are the features
Of lives bitter shame

Submitted on 2005-12-20 23:00:34     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I agree with red.I could red it over and over and everytime, get a new meaning you're trying to express.You are a very talented writer and I hopr you continue.Write On.
| Posted on 2006-01-14 00:00:00 | by giver_of_death | [ Reply to This ]
  Dude, this a kick butt write. I love it. It shows the hopelessness of the teenaged life. Idk I guess it really reflects how I feel right now. It sounds Nena that you have supressed memories, but that's just me.

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Paco the Poet of Arson
| Posted on 2006-01-09 00:00:00 | by Flamequill | [ Reply to This ]
  This is a very pretty poem and I think, Replying to Red_Reaper's comment that we can never really begin to understand what the author is implying through a piece, unless we ARE the author.. We can just get what we can imagine from the peice..
And what i see from it will be completely different than someone else.
But my thoughts are that maybe there is a great distance to overcome... Time? It unables us to cry because we still have hope for it no matter what happens.
Or maybe you were looking at a picture of an endlessly snowy old mountain and imagined having to hike up it.
See. I have no idea but the point is that this poem painted beautiful visions in my head and it donsnt make me want to see the picture because I am sure that these words and descriptions are better than a picture.
| Posted on 2005-12-21 00:00:00 | by PoeticSoul666 | [ Reply to This ]
  I feel like I want to read it over and over and over. And still never get every single meaning that my mind will make. i liked all the descriptions and perspectives. It was funny the inspiration was just from looking at a picture.
I liked the title.
| Posted on 2005-12-20 00:00:00 | by Red_reaper | [ Reply to This ]

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