November 13, 2011

Burned again



Hehe hehe
Poor me
I thought I learned a lot
Life is so hard to live in 

I Learned nothing 
Burned a lot 
Sadly what life brings
Without please is burning heats. 

How is't to be nice 
And hurt or burn 
In the name of Love
You might admit as-well 
That life is hard to be in. 

Every kiss is hidden in the night 
Every promis is forgotten in the morning
Only questions stays to be asked

Only I know the answers 
But let me ask you, what have I learned? 
I learned a lot, but nothing yet. 





© 2010-2011

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7 comments:

  1. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson BarryNovember 17, 2011 at 2:52 AM

    love it,
    you speak what I wish to say at times.

    Happy Rally.

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  2. InaNovember 17, 2011 at 8:05 PM

    learned a lot but nothing yet... yep

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  3. MaggieNovember 17, 2011 at 9:17 PM

    Ooh, interesting. We do seem to make the same mistakes when it comes to love. : )

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  4. Richard HandleyNovember 18, 2011 at 7:15 AM

    But nothing yet. I'm sure you will soon.

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  5. JBinford-BellNovember 22, 2011 at 2:56 AM

    And what we learn seems so fleeting.

    You have obviously learned to write.

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  6. MonikaNovember 23, 2011 at 2:09 PM

    Makes me ponder on some hard facts around us. What is there holding us, what are we holding upon. Wonderful!

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  7. UnknownNovember 26, 2011 at 1:33 AM

    I think this poem could be a lot deeper... keep working to find that balance.

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