Mahogany

by Amanda   Dec 2, 2005


I heard about your news, today.
I thought it was a lie.

I had to find a chair, to sit.
How could they let her die?

"Don't worry, she felt no pain," they said.
But how could they possibly know?

"She's in a better place," you say,
"Where forever sweet breeze shall blow."

Tell me how can she feel, the breeze,
When she is six feet down?

Give it a while, she'll decay;
Her eyes no longer Brown.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Bleeding Mascara

    I like this pooem it took me two reads to figure out where the rhthym was... may i suggest a little bit of a change?? ... changing it to six feet down below and her eyes no longer brown will glow.... it would sound so match more catchier but i t nice how it is... if this really happened then im sorry but im sort of over the whole reading peoples poems from the heart felt side because lots of people tlk shit now

  • 18 years ago

    by Letty

    Very, very, touching ...I can really relate to this . I have heard that saying a thousand times . ( He's gone to a better place, or she's gone to a better place ) I feel like you how do they know ? they don't . They just say anything to pacifie you . Keep writting . I love you're work ....luv Letty...xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by Letty

    Very, very, touching ...I can really relate to this . I have heard that saying a thousand times . ( He's gone to a better place, or she's gone to a better place ) I feel like you how do they know ? they don't . They just say anything to pacifie you . Keep writting . I love you're work ....luv Letty...xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by aknives sweet kiss

    Very good well done

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