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Sorrow is mine

by Roger Crique (Age: 58)
copyright 11-02-2005


Age Rating: 7 +
Sorrow is mine


Sorrow is mine
For I have lost
And yet Iíve found
And what Iíve found
Has made me lose
The purpose of my smile
For I am the bearer of a frown
And for you Iíve stolen a few smiles
But the starkness of my torment settles in
And in due time
Tears perpetuate my grief
I will hold your hand before you part
I will shut your eyes while youíre asleep
And thus with ashen hands
You will sign away my life indeed!






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        11-15-2005     Sage Bruce        

wow..I can feel the mood in this poem. It's like caring,loving but sad. Like knowing an end will come but still loving the person all the same. I can see you doing all the things you've described its a very good poem... Good job!

        11-07-2005     Deborah Thomas        

I'm still trying to see another meaning.. Someone you will love until death? You found, what? An adulterous situation? She signed away your life, with what? A divorce? But you will still love her until death...
Are you laughing at me yet, Roger, for even trying to figure this one out?


        11-07-2005     Deborah Thomas        

Of course, this probably has an entirely different meaning; you are so good at hiding your meaning until explained then all is clear!
I hope it has another meaning, Roger... for your sake.
I see you walking into a room where some has died.. or perhaps you held their hand as they slipped away.. you close their eyes as they sleep. Not as simple as that, though.. this person was very close to you. Someone who brought joy in your life. It's too soon, now, but you will smile again.
Tell me that you have tricked us again, Roger!
Reina's Mom, Debbie

        11-03-2005     David Pekrul        

Roger, another mysterious, yet well-written piece. I'm still trying to figure out the last one I read. You're too deep for me man, but don't let that stop you. Keep 'em coming.



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