Edge of a Cliff; Looking back!A Poem by PPThis is my second poem of the series. If you haven't read the first one please do!! This is called Looking Back because this is what I think is obstructing the motivation to plunge.
She stood on the edge of a cliff
But this time she wasn't facing the gorge, Instead her eyes were fixed upon A vast stretch of wasteland Arid, Thorny, Rocky and Poor. The setting sun in the horizon, she could see it clear. The plateaue seemed endless and grieved, She remembered of her journey that has got her there Millions of memories brought in few tears. As the gentle warm breeze brushed against her face She could see a faint shadow Rising slowly against the thorny meadow. She was taken aback, She took a step back, She knew this person more than anyone. Was it him she was trying to run away from? Fear of him with love within, She hated to love him and loved to hate; Why was he stood right in front of her When she was planning the Escape! She hallucinated; of a loving kiss on her forehead, But the shadow was further than she thought she could associate. She stood there thinking, feeling, crying, tearing apart. Why now 'You are here' she whispered to herself; "I will love you till I die" she could hear this spell In the distance between her and the approaching shadow Amidst the wild air. All this happened, and happened again when; She stood at the edge of a cliff.
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Added on November 18, 2012Last Updated on February 27, 2014 AuthorPPLeeds, United KingdomAboutRead between the lines, Cos I don't talk straight. I might intrigue you/ confuse you/ cross you I might love you/ appreciate you/ addict you Depends on my mood of the day! more..Writing
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