My Literal Cliche

by yogi73   Sep 14, 2011


I love you so much that I could die.
Your face is burned into my very memory
I cannot live without you.
We are so close yet so far away.

I have experienced the pain
and my sorrows run deep. Words
cannot explain my sadness, except
what I write in this poem.

The scorn of a thousand dead roses
I heap thee about! I feel like I don't
care about you anymore. You are a pitiful
bug. But I love you more deeply than ever!

Every thing is hitting you so hard. She screams
from the pain, how can I explain. If I only
had words or something. YOur face is a gentle
tear drop on a rose petal. Or anything with
a rose petal.

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  • 2 years ago

    by Rio

    The scorn of a thousand dead roses

    one of the most touching lines I've read its raveled in deep meaning but still explains the feeling.

  • 13 years ago

    by mandy

    "Words
    cannot explain my sadness, except
    what I write in this poem."

    I enjoyed this line :)

    Wonderful write! 5/5

    mandy

  • 13 years ago

    by Lofallenve

    "Or anything with a rose petal" hehe, I have to agree with all that is said above. :)
    Well written!
    5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Omg, this was so funny, Zach:)

    Somehow it makes life lighter, when you are able to laugh about the pain.

    "Or anything with a rose petal" ha ha ha ha! Oh, I love this poem!

    A very well done from me,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 13 years ago

    by Ms Happiness

    This is so nice:) its shows ur smartness:) a 5 from me

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