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Missing You
Like a grain of sand,
We are susceptible
To falling through the cracks
Like a strand of grass,
We are all so, so
Vulnerable to the unknown
Will I be cut in half by the
Hands of a stronger force,
Or will I survive the unforgiving wrath of the day
A heart is like the sun,
Without either, you are dead in seconds,
Yet if either radiates too much
fire, you become blind to your surroundings, uncontrollably
The forces both around and inside of us all are mysterious and must not be taken lightly,
For they have control of where we have gone, are going, and where our ultimate resting place will be.
W.Y.A
Missing you
Your poem was full of futility, emptiness and finaly death; I do hope you find the person your missing so very much. A good poem.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
may the force . . .
Very soulful write - welcome to pp. Liked "vulnerable to the unknown". like a blade of grass - nice lines - Encore - allets