Because by Ron Carnell
I write of love and loneliness,
Amidst my years of emptiness,
And wonder where the wonder went,
Because these things I know.

I pen lost words of happiness,
Found in the arms of loveliness,
And wish my wish were never sent,
Because she told me no.

I kneel below the loftiness,
Enraptured by my dizziness,
A victim of my swift descent,
Because I fell so low.

My rhymes have all turned venomous,
To twisted words of dreariness,
I hate the hate I never meant,
Because I hated so.

Yet still I write in artlessness,
Of feelings felt in happiness,
Of times past time I ne’er lament
Because I can’t let go.
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bubble This poem is very touching to my heart and it makes me feel for al of my friends who hearts were broken. thank you - Ky
bubble this poem is excellent. well written. one of those u wished you could have made up yourself. Good Job. =] =] =] =] - DEE
bubble I loved this one the most from the lot..interesting.well done ! - enisa
bubble This poem is wonderful.I just cant get over how good it is. I wish i could write as good as you..sometimes i sit down and write poems..but when i read them over they just sound so stupid so i throw them away. You have alot of talent, God Bless. - Tif
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