ExiledA Poem by PersonaA poem about being socially excluded but without being allowed to voice your side of the storyThe moon was a fingernail in the sky Clinging to the clouds, dangling way up high Struggling for balance, her tipped tail let others misguide her, force her to regret 'twas not her fault, lending itself assault taking her victim for fun of the jolt
Storm attacks, summoning clouds to consume Purely black, defenceless innocent doom Half in darkness, digging into fresh wounds, Ripping scraggly skin, vulnerable moon All from a quick word, wished she never voiced But no allowance to award her choice
Thinking in bed. Love and friendship, a game. Reality and fantasy - the same? © 2012 PersonaAuthor's Note
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Added on November 6, 2012Last Updated on November 22, 2012 Tags: on the outer circle, moon, poem AuthorPersonaBirmingham, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutI really appreciate people who review and will happily return the favour. Look at 'Make a Move' as I am primarily a story writer. I give honest reviews because I want to help people improve their w.. more..Writing
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