Stagnation

Stagnation

A Poem by Diana

The streams have run stagnant.
The air is still
and chills to the bones.

You fought for so long
until your little body hit over-drive.
And you function on repeat.
Repeat, repeat, repeat.

Too numb to seek
Too blind to see.
One thing, I know.
We shall not meet again.

© 2014 Diana


Author's Note

Diana
Too numb to write, lately. I tried.

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Wow, I felt this to my bones... I hope you're okay! This was great.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Diana

10 Years Ago

Thanks, Noodle.
The ending is definitely felt the ending of this poem. You did a really good job again!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Shaquana Adams

10 Years Ago

Ah, mistake! :/ I definitely felt the ending of this poem. You did a really good job again!
Diana

10 Years Ago

No worries. Thank you, Shaquana.
Seek and you shall find , gaze and you shall see , meet and you shall long again...Just rambling from the inspiration of this poem...Excellent...:).........

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Diana

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Sami.
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome :)................................
Diana, still you have written something very cool...just keep writing my friend.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Diana

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Jack. The effort still feels good.

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