The Wall
For you my love another poem comes
To fill the hole left in your heart
From a past so torn apart
I try to love and love I do
To fill the hole left within you
The wall is high around you
One brick at a time I will do
With bloody hands and hopeful dreams
I tear one down for the light to be seen
Through the hole I see your face
A beautiful sight that cannot be replaced
One at a time that’s what I’ll do
To get to your heart and love you true
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Locked Inside | 2 | 07/14/2010 |
| The Friend | 0 | 07/13/2010 |
| Lost and Found | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Broken | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Away | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Glow | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Daughter of Dance | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Dark Kiss | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| For Love of Night | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| The Wall | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Remember | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Joseph | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| Jan | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| Blessed Mother | 0 | 10/29/2009 |
| Father | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| Michael | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| My Love | 1 | 06/08/2009 |
| One | 0 | 06/07/2009 |
| Mother | 1 | 06/05/2009 |
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