Lines In Life

Trying to live in this world Life the impossible art form Gathering strength in the storms Losing it all in a moment Loving with all that I have Love the incomparable marvel Pain its inseparable partner A murderer of novice and practiced lovers alike A forger of indelible spirits My spirit has yet to be wielded I die in this script-less play No role can ever be mastered

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Shanity Rain

Date: 7/30/2013 12:58:00 PM

Haunting as if i am compelled to keep reading all ..

Marquis Mc Mills-Cooper
Date: 7/30/2013 2:02:00 PM

You can read everything I have Yvette, have at it LOL! Thank you, this one was different for me, not really what I'm use to writning, but I guess it came out okay. Thanks for your lovley comment. MC

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 7/27/2013 9:06:00 AM

wow... I love the way you end the poem... no one can ever play such a part already mastered... I wish pain to be only a cut in the wind... Marquis, this world is hard to live in,... thank you for sharing...LINDA

Marquis Mc Mills-Cooper
Date: 7/28/2013 11:15:00 AM

Yup, yup! I figured life is the ultimate art form and nobody can ever really master every facet of life. Thanks Linda for reading and understanding, you're the coolest! MC