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