Porcelaine doll

Porcelaine doll

A Poem by Hanalia
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written in 2006 at the age of 18

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Floating with the flow
Acting like I lived too
Though I'm just a simple doll.
In pretty dress sitting on a shelf
with vacant look and angular back.
Bloodless, numb smile
Painted false dignity on porcelaine
My distant look turns to nothing
And my porcelaine hearts shaking for your coming.
In Twilight you're walking slowly
with aching heart and silent mourning
Hot fever burning on your lips.
Drawing me up to yourself with shaking hands
And Im not exist.
In your hands just simply sharp porcelaine pieces.

© 2011 Hanalia


Author's Note

Hanalia
English is not my mother tongue

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Thanks both of you for reading my poem:)

Chris: it is an old one. I have bn trying to get better:) just hard to think out of my mind in an other language.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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wonderful write loved the last three lines the best.
Loved the feelings with this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is actually pretty good. Excluding the issue of tongue, you seem to have a way with words.

I challenge you to improve your English because if you do I'm sure you'll write even better poetry :)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Hanalia
Hanalia

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