Pride
As I stand in front of this wall
trapped with nowhere to go
no matter the outcome
It's always this wall
I would climb it
but im afraid to fall
For it is constant
and twenty foot tall
no matter the way i go
it would be there
for me to overcome
now i am tired, wondered
through Spring and Summer
but Fall is yet to come
i only wish
as the leaves fall
so would it
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Girl in my Dream | 0 | 07/24/2013 |
| Paradise | 0 | 03/03/2012 |
| High Seas | 0 | 02/01/2012 |
| Farewell | 0 | 01/11/2011 |
| Your Day | 0 | 04/29/2010 |
| Atomic Love | 1 | 04/28/2010 |
| The Truth | 1 | 06/12/2009 |
| The Mirrow | 1 | 06/11/2009 |
| Statistics | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
| Pride | 0 | 06/11/2009 |
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