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| "Forgotten Memories" by WiciaQ |
This next piece is slightly different. As with much of my poetry nowadays, it's born from a free-write without much purpose. I start out with a line or topic and see where it leads me. This is among one of the current pieces in which I've tried to recapture some sort of meter in my writing and struck me as a great release for political frustration.
Definitely let me know what you think
"Forlorn Tribute"
Past crimes pile up
Memories are born from flames
Bridges crumble now
A mind that is far from tame
Lessons learned in a night
Tragedies born by day
Cancers cured instantly
Souls still burn far away
Stunted from real life
Wings clipped before youth
Cry out for succor
Lies are born anew
Sunder the careless moments
Tear drops fall like fresh rain
Sour eyes can’t pick-up sorrow
Clean hands can’t feel the pain
A life is worth living
Living falls under lost time
Time follows nothingness
Nothingness ends the rhyme
~Chris
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