Duct Tape and Dura Glue
by
Debra Rose
(Age: 21)
copyright 08-16-2002
Age Rating: 13 to 127
Yes, this is another sad poem. But I've written it to Salachite, as a sort of Ode to Our Sadness. This our personal world, and a look into what he calls "his room" in that world. Please tell me what you think. Another five minute poem dedicated to a friend.
We shatter our hearts
In a moment of bliss
Of pristine agony
Your gloved hands on my hips
My bloody arms on your back.
We dance to the tune
Of dead hearts beating
And the chiming sound
Of shattered hearts falling
Tinkling like galss
To splatter in the blood
Pooling on the floor.
We rebuild our souls
With duct-tape and dura-glue
Giving it a human semblance
Before going back to the world.
The world that never knows
In nights like this
We dance under a sky of razors
Slit our wrists
Shatter our hearts
Destroy our world
Then put it back together
With duct-tape and dura-glue.
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Duct tape won't do it! So many times these days children are shown things they should not. Killing made so easy in video games. Life doesn't have the value that it needs anymore. Everyones life is just as valuable as everyone else.No one is worth more or less. We all have tallents and it is our job to find them. Some never do, some don't know how to do anything with their tallents. This is what life is about. At least one of the things. Thanks, Anthony
yea though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil for you are with me.... Dance a little, dream a lot, test not your will.
I must have missed this one.. Great write.. As always Walt
This poem portrays ideas of life and death, that many young people share.
When one is young, life is always so dramatic. Mistakes are made and the answers are not always so easy to fix. Very good job on this poem.