Opal etchings

by Finalgravedigger   Aug 17, 2007


This is probably a bad poem of mine it was hard to write but thats why i chose it oh well

Opal Etchings

My Opal stone
can make all moan
shattered at the core
taken care no more.

Left alone
with no home
rusting away
there's no faith.

Sits everyday
no longer shall it pray
its etches are red
look at how it bled.

Seeping blood
sinks in the great flood
carried away
the sea has sorrows pain.

None match the day
when my heart went insane
turned into an opal stone
now left alone.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Kayla

    Andrew, you should not even think for a second this poem is bad.. I think it is beautiful and you did an excellent job on it! I loved the entire thing, but I would have to say the last 2 paragraphs were my favorite part of it. Great job! 5/5 <3 <3 <3

    ~Rikku~

  • 17 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    I like it a lot, beautifully written and very unique piece. I love the metaphors that you used. The wording in the whole poem is great, too.
    Well done, 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Tracy D Rollings

    Great poem , well written and wording was really good, ,, I think you did a wonderful job on it, keep it up,,,your friend Tracy d................5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by imustsaygoodbye

    You're really good! tnx for reading my poems. this one is perfect! GOD BLESS

  • 17 years ago

    by GretaInsideOut

    Hey, thanks for the comment. This poem is good, I liked the title and the concept of the opal, the rhyming seemed forced in parts, but overall well done. Feel free to look at more of mine. Keep in touch hun, Greta xo

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