shadowland

i met my maker
one day
in a place with no
sound, no where
to play,
but i was free with
out borders hindering
my skin
it was place in between
now, and then
i asked him why
he didnt validate my
inquiry
but showed me
a clouded place
darkish, grayish
blue, highlighted
in gold
its where
everyone wants to
end up, but no
one wants to be
i sprouted
illuminating wings
my crown of jewels
to heavy for
the girl
i will always be
you read my
words thinking
wow, but
all i was, is
what you are
a simple human being
here i am
in the shadowland
of in between
just, simply watching
sometimes, even
angels do not
even sing

anne

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July 10, 2011

Beautiful writing. 😉

July 12, 2011

Stunning, the flowing use of enternity is so rife here, no full stop ending, the enjambment, signifies the eternal life, absaloutely beautiful!!

July 16, 2011

It is beautiful. And it makes you think about yourself. Don’t we all sometimes feel this way? But probalbly only a few of us could have put it into words the way she could at this age. Impressive…!