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Bound From Change But Still I Ponder:

Limber trees, Ashen sky's People walk carlessly by. I awake to this sombersome world everyday awaiting for a magnificent change. Some one help me so i can be more than this. Scared am I? Oh Yes! But still I look for rays of sunshine in a darkening sky, You bind me but I look to you for anwsers because you're all I know. I'm left here counting seconds on a frozen clock. Thinking of running out on everything. But your fingers wrap in a snug embrace around my heart. Your chains bound me here.. They have from the very start. I cannot make change, I can only watch what others make. and think about my timber fate. As weak as the billowing trees You cannot see my hope for it is hidden like cloud covered sun rays. But without emerging still i am with hope. Just like this desolate world. I feel empty but somewhere I know out of it all... I still have a chance.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/6/2011 8:46:00 AM
aww all of these comments were amazing to wake up and read this morning (: thanks to everyone. All of you are also amazing poets (:
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Date: 4/6/2011 4:50:00 AM
It has been a pleasure to read your poetry today Roxanna. I hope to get back soon to read more of your poetry. May you always find inspiration to carry on with your writing endeavors. Love, Carol
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Date: 4/5/2011 9:11:00 PM
you are truly one talented poet. Roxanna, wonderful to read. Harry
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Date: 4/5/2011 6:09:00 PM
ur too kind sara thanks so much :)
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Date: 4/5/2011 4:52:00 PM
I feel that the last line says that you have hope and that you are saying to the reader that hope is possible..Enjoyed reading your work this eve..Thanks for the kind review of my work..Sara
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Date: 4/5/2011 3:38:00 PM
Thank you James :)
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Date: 4/5/2011 2:11:00 PM
there is always tommorw. this is a sweet piece of poetry.
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