Aug 19, 2009
Decay a Graceful Riot
The heart is decaying in the attempt to seek,
But the question still remains ‘Where do I peek?’
Ah, until then when the man decides to riot
Will it ever cease the decay and the rust in my being?
Go with the drift of things they say,
Let the graceful winds and waves decide my way,
I will bow and accept the whatever end there may be
Will it ever be love? or will it only be a lonely destiny?
inspired by Robert Frost
But the question still remains ‘Where do I peek?’
Ah, until then when the man decides to riot
Will it ever cease the decay and the rust in my being?
Go with the drift of things they say,
Let the graceful winds and waves decide my way,
I will bow and accept the whatever end there may be
Will it ever be love? or will it only be a lonely destiny?
inspired by Robert Frost
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15 Read and Said:
Some inspiration.
Some poem!
You've done Mr. Frost a great service with this.
Phew, you've uncovered some age old questions here!
Nicely!!
Only the end will tell - nice use of Mr. Frost and the 3WW prompt words!
How many times have I asked myself these same questions? You've struck a universal chord, I think. Great job!
We just have to wait and see.
Great writing, and use of this prompt :)
even if it is love it will be destiny
beautiful poem
good one:)
There is such a yearning here, and such honesty, too...beautifully written!
That's beautiful!
i think i m the happiest woman in the world tonight!
thank you all!
thank you so much :D
you guys just do my mental ticking awesome :D
This was just terrific and so creative! I would have never put relationships into those words.
You did an excellent job!
The road to a quiet desperation...
sensational :)
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