The Other Side

Striking is the darkness

that sets into my soul.

Biting is the void.

Blackness sets apart

the other side of the tracks.

Laughter is no longer.

Just a distant memory.

Love is like my blue jeans,

which have been worn and long been faded.

Sharp is the remorse,

that cuts into my heart.

lonliness is the consuming force,

of my only destiny 

Reviews

[RainyDay]

I don't know why, but this was a poem that I liked. It was about pain, sure, but it was so NOT clich�d Do you KNOW how rare you are??????? This was just so simple and full of emotion and flow, too. It was no jumble of sentences about the darkness of love, etc, etc, etc, YAWN! Your poem really touched me with it's sharpness, crypticity (is that a word???!!) and real darn emotion. Big smiles from me! : )

[A]

WOW...I had to read this twice. It was very good and your emotions are clearly shown in this piece. Very well writen and great poem! :)

[~Shadow Kissed~]

emotional and well written :)