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The Heart is Always Half Empty

March 21, 2012
By SidHeardTheLaughing BRONZE, New York, New York
SidHeardTheLaughing BRONZE, New York, New York
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Favorite Quote:
It is only after you have come toknow the surface of things...that you can venture to seekw hat is underneath. But the surface of things is inexhaustible."


If life is nothing but an elated song
without being able to lie close to you
there is no reason for me to sing along
because none of my lyrics could ring true.
Even if I speak with the voice of angels,
without your love I clang but a cymbal
that seeks to remind me only of hells,
blasts out lies in a tune shrillingly dull.
Yet I see no more on the road I walk
in search of the great prize known as your heart
that hides from me in all our little talk
of rubbing sticks, waiting for fire to start.
But the more I poke and prod at embers
I see there is no more love left that stirs.


The author's comments:
It's not Iambic, but other than that it's in perfect shakesperian form.

I wrote this because I couldn't write anything else. It's sonnet four of four that I wrote for class.

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