The Eclectic Pen - Quiet Desperation


By: Alan (arkrebel) -   + 24 more  
Date Submitted: 2/9/2007
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 97
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  Quiet Desperation

She sits quietly in the darkened room,
Thoughts spinning silently with cold remorse
Over words not spoken when the time was right,
But could it ever be right?

The full moon creeps sullenly behind the clouds,
Like her hidden self, fearful of discovery,
Yet bright and ripe with dreams of eternity
Dancing amongst the ruins of her heart.

He was all she dreamed of, hoped for, wanted...
And so much less than what she deserved,
But the light of truth cannot always overcome
The shadows of pain.

Her strength was her weakness,
Opening her door to love when
The rapping she heard was only
The beat of her own desperate heart.


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Claudia R. (BrokenWing) - 2/9/2007 9:08 AM ET
I like this one alot. Somewhat similar theme to one I just posted called "The Fortress"-- though I'm not sure that's the best title for it. I think we're on the same wavelength today.
Donna H. (d417) - , - 2/11/2007 3:32 AM ET
I really like this poem - it seems to go straight to the heart.
Marta J. (booksnob) - 2/15/2007 5:00 PM ET
This is beautiful and truthful. I especially like the third stanza.
Cheryl L. - 2/15/2007 10:27 PM ET
Thank you - this is beautiful.
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