Smell The Cold
smell the cold
inside is the heat.
exposed the desire
my teenage imagination
my young mind split the fire.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Angel in Tears (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, April 16 2005, 11:44 am|
Love this poem!
|Mike (188.8.131.52) -- Thursday, April 21 2005, 11:40 am|
I've read a number of your poems, and I've noticed that quite a few are related to times in the day, such as sunset, sunrise, morning etc. You also use 'cold words' a lot in your poems. I love the effect that these words give your poems. Congratulations on creating these marvellous poems.
|rage (184.108.40.206) -- Friday, March 7 2014, 02:44 am|
so young and wild and free. that one girl. mmmm
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