An interview with the soul

A Poem by Unwelcomeguest

Just something I started thinking about

Rage, you have to wonder, how many died for you

Love, tell me straight, how many lied for you

Jealousy, answer me this, how many stole for you

Hate, just one question, how many took the toll for you

Pride, an easy one, how many live alone for you

And Happiness, with all your airs and your graces,

Why is it that, in this wide world, so few have even known you

© 2010 Unwelcomeguest

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Danny Anthony Schromen

I really enjoyed this, it was almost as is if you were reading my mind when you wrote this. Thanks for sharing this, very nicely done.

Posted 14 Years Ago

DarkLovingRaven

THIS has so much meaning i will never know. It is some other side to something totally unknown to me. I sense sadness in it but it is to spectacular to feel otherwise. I love this. I must give you a great amount of credit for this.

Posted 14 Years Ago

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Added on March 12, 2010
Last Updated on March 14, 2010
Tags: Rage, love, jealousy, hate, pride, happiness

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Unwelcomeguest

Winchester, Hampshire , United Kingdom

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Well, I'm sixteen and essentially sick and tired of the utter mundanity of the world I get to live in. When I was younger I would pretend to be an alien and escape from school or have imiginary sword .. more..