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| Rage by AnnaMariaDeMari at deviantART |
seemingly so,
(I sleep like a log)
that cross on my forehead-
a mark I acquired
when I fell down from the stars
but what of it?
I look like a fallen angel
with my gelled hair,
and unblinking stare
that air of haughtiness
you could never fathom my indomitable spirit
(just a fact I state)
"when I walk on the earth again,
I find bliss in my obscure state"
20 comments:
Love the language in this!
Wow, powerful write indeed. I'm not too sure I'd want to meet them on a dark night though, having fallen from Heaven.....LOL
nice...i feel the strength in your voice...
falling down from the stars...yes..there is strength in your voice - love the play on the title as well
You're coming a drift triple toes.
No one can look haughty with gelled hair:)
Rallentanda: Don't you know I don't like being addressed as anything other than Gautami?!
Neat poem (and I like the photo and the "fallen cross).
Very strong words here.. well done!!
I do enjoy those asides. Like lemon candies.
This is so cool! She does look like a fallen angel in this picture.
Falling down the stars - that's some fall, a cross on her forehead. She is indomitable. Watch out! Interesting write.
Quite a voice of authority and strength -- don't judge or underestimate. :)
you have a way with words.
fantastic piece.
Lovely!
Intrigued by your lines.
I like this one, a lot. Powerful words.
fabulous expression.
http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2011/10/agreement-for-thursday-poets-rally-week_19.html
join us with a poem of your choice today, bless you.
amazing piece.
Can almost feel the glare :)
http://thesecondquartet.blogspot.com/2011/09/sea.html
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