![]() Conflict.A Poem by NatashaBeneath dew dripped shelters Seaside wishes Sophisticated
Sensible Stunning The woods hold no stranger
Safely clean, strangely calm The woods hold no hope Pleasantly long, pitifully deep The light has no tunnel from which to escape
The dark carries no beacon of evil in here Beneath balcony dreamers
Strolling in romantic whims A young woman leans closer Empty views
Glistening full The path less traveled.
The road not taken. Rebels found causes. Hippies lose roses. Romeo is Juliet’s
Vice Versa, how sad. Greedy little thing.
Him as her, her as him. Mine. Yours. All one. You’ve just lost the game
She’s just lost her heart. © 2009 NatashaAuthor's Note
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Added on December 9, 2009 Last Updated on December 9, 2009 AuthorNatashaUnder blooming cherry blossoms in, JapanAboutI write. I feel. I think. Therefore, I am. Here, at least. Hello, how are you? more..Writing
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