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Poem: A thought that remains.

14 Tuesday Oct 2014

Posted by Eva.A in Story of books

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awareness, depression, human rights, Poetry, psychology, social, suicide prevention, support

I just heard somewhere about white ribbon day coming up here in Australia. White ribbon day is to raise awareness of violence against women, and on this occasion, I’ve written a short piece of poetry (instead of working on my UNI assignment). It’s about the depression some might go through, and suicide prevention in worst cases. I hadn’t intended the subject to be dark. Just went with the words.

Please enjoy, and spare a thought for those who might be going through this battle and many more on their own.

Here is:

A Thought that remains.

Might have been tomorrow
or the next day
the sun would have risen the same way
warm, caring and bright
as the burning of a flame.
What’s become, oh great one
you dear one,
for today, the light leaves the sky
as if for the last time.
Why have the smiles smudged
stained as if by pain, red and raw,
where are the stars that twinkle in those eyes
might they have run off
at some ugly sight?
What’s become of you, once alive
with unbound life
where every day, even in hail
you stood, with a smile.
Might have been tomorrow babe,
the set sun would rise,
might have been tomorrow,
all would have been all right…

… where is the life gone? The life once full of joy?
Under some greens, awful, beautiful greens.

Pray, oh heartless one, what of me right here,
waiting for footsteps gone, gone somewhere…

… not a thought of world remained, I bet,
with that last moment of goodbye.

Forgotten, and left behind to search stranger face for like smile.

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Poem: Legacy deep

29 Wednesday Jan 2014

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behaviour, consequence, environment, evolution, footprints, history, human, issues, legacy, people, social

I’m just a simple wanderer walking down dirt roads with the sun high on my back or rain battering the …

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Poem: Phantom Living

28 Thursday Nov 2013

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comments, debate, future, humanity, image, media, observation, Poetry, reality, social, social commenting, technology

I don’t speak my mind, not a lot, not really any, if at all, for what’s the use really, when …

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