Come back, will you,
you-dragging your shadow.
Blinded by the white light
your shadow weighs a ton.
Haven't you been told?
Only your fight can feed your soul...
You won't be lost
won't be hurt
won't be left out in the dark...
We won't be
slipping off the edge
hanging by the thread...
We have a purpose
we fight on for you....
Let's fight this,
not being told
when to fold...
Let's not hear
another nay
so long as
the white light fades away.
About Me
- Trevor Penn
- Credo quia absurdum - I believe because it is irrational. I mutate too fast to be tracked !!! Any accurate description @ this reference time would be obsolete in no time !!!
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Thank you, Mehreen
Thank you, Mehreen
Thank you, Mehreen
Thank you, Mehreen
33 comments:
Crooner,
The lines strike a chord. Brilliant is all I can say. Have nothing more to offer from my side.
Yes, like usual, I can offer a line or two from a great poet.
Still there
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Been scared and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me,
Sun has baked me,
Looks like between 'em they done
Tried to make me
Stop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'--
But I don't care!
I'm still here!
*cheers*
Let's fight this,
not being told
when to fold...
Let's not hear
another nay
so long as
the white light fades away.
love these lines... :)m
beautifully woven words...
full of hope and encouragement..
lucky the receiver!
keep writing
cheers!
P.S: the photograph of the painting competition DESERVE A SEPCIAL MENTION.especially the one you started the post with.
It speaks volumes..
:)
a 10 I send. Wonderful lines Trevor....
Blinded by the white light
your shadow weighs a ton.
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Loved these two lines specially.
Very true friend.. As long as the fight is up, there is no defeat !! :)
Short nice poem !!
@ Soul
LOL! You're generous with your praise. If anything, it shows how rusty i've gotten with words after i almost gave up writing/blogging.
@ Phoenix
Glad you enjoyed reading 'em. :)
@ a fool such as i
Rachita, good to have you here. I'm glad you liked what i wrote and even more elated that you liked the photograph. :)
I hope you'll be here often. :)
@ Diana
Thank you, Diana. Believe it or not, i started with just those two lines in my head.
@ Prashant
True that, Prashant. Thanks for dropping by.
Hi Trevor :)
Hmmm this was a lovely one.. rhythm, sweet but very strong! I love powerful words and reading this one was so satisfying!
Hey look!! You got a new follower :P
You do poetry really well. And you have quite an interesting blog...I enjoyed looking around.
PS. Thanks for visiting my blog.
@ WarmSunshine
Mehreen, i struggle to keep it simple. It might just have worked this one time. :)
It's great to have you in the fellowship. :)
@ vagabond
Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed the look see. :) I hope you'll keep stopping by.
nice and touching...
the pic of the puppies is super cute.
Hi Crooner.
Hope things are fine. Praying for all.
To be very honest, I feel terribly angry.
"Let's fight this,
not being told
when to fold..."
*cheers*
@ Pinku
Thank you.
I knew you'd like the pic. :) I grabbed my camera and clicked a few while they were still small. They've kinda grown up now. :)
@ Soul
Things won't be fine, Sib. For the families of the 100+, not in a long time.
The helplessness is turning into rage. It doesn't bode well.
lovely lovely... i am back by the way... and its so nice to be reading all the nice stuff i missed out this 3 weeks...
The receiver is one lucky person.
Really well-woven..
Kudos
Ur poem is brilliant... it can b great lyrics 4 a rocking song... keep it up..
btw 4got to mention... i luved ur display pic... d pups r cute.. im a pet lover too :)
sorry ,posting this in ur poem comments ..since i didnot have any otherway 2 tell u dat i lyk ur profile pic:)
tc
@ Swayam
Thank you and good to see you back, Swayam. Where were you off to?
@ crystal
I wish she were lucky enough that i didn't have to write this.
Thanks for dropping by.
@ chasmebadoor
LOL! You're the second person to say that. Vertigo (is a small time alternative rock) band that once asked me to write songs for them. It didn't work out though because of logistical reasons.
My profile pic seems to be attracting attention, it's also getting blog hoppers here. The pups get a special chewy for that. :D
I see you've blogrolled me. Thankyou Trevor.
Oh ya... i posted a new fiction. I'm a little shaky about it :/
Give it a read please :)
happy bloggiing!
@ Warm Sunshine
Guilty as caught. :)
I read your post last night. The comment box just wouldn't pop on my sloth speed internet.
beautifully written! Exactly how I've been feeling these days...u said it the best.
Keshi.
@ Keshi
Thanx, Kesh. Good to see that a silver trail or two lead here as well. :-)
...that was brilliant:)
but hey, my "inferences" have started to differ :P
@ rashi
Thank you. :)
How do they differ? ;-)
by split personality sometimes :P
:)
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