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Last sacrifice



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Tue Feb 22, 2005 3:41 am
skeptik_225 says...



Last sacrifice

Abundant potential
Beautiful regrets
Lingering doubts
She can’t seem to forget

Decaying in sorrow
But he will soar
For being apart
Matters no more

Dark rimmed glasses
Friday night drives
The last sacrifice
Is lost in her eyes

Overlapping memories
Sky dancers they are
He can join them
And dwell in a star

Beyond the broken road
She touched the sun
There was no choice
He was the one

Heavenly invites
She boldly refused
The choices we make
We can not choose

Her final gift was
A powerful smile
No turning back
Not for awhile
  





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Thu Feb 24, 2005 3:33 am
Sam says...



oooh..

Another great rhyming poem. Well done, guys! Not too Lucky the Leprechaun.

Anyway, I thought this poem was really good. Beautiful, more like. I really wish I could give you something helpful...but i can't think of anything at the moment.
Graffiti is the most passionate form of literature there is.

- Demetri Martin
  





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Thu Feb 24, 2005 6:13 pm
Wulie says...



wonderful!
Powerful short snappy words vague yet so clear really god rhyming thanks for sharing it with us!!
'Sadistic lies we form like the web of a spider, the truth we hide like our flaws.'
  





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Thu Feb 24, 2005 7:18 pm
haina says...



I like this. Clear and to the point.
  








Sometimes poetry is inspired by the conversation entered into by reading other poems.
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