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Poem; My true agony

Posted by Mr_Night on April 11, 2010

Title: My true agony

I broke my pen
my favorite thing
I couldn't describe
my true agony

behind my words
there are silent screams
no one can feel
my sorrow

my tears never lie
but I'm hiding them
under the night shadow

I couldn't stop thinking
of whom I love..
my best fellow

who left me alone
In this narrow world
and gone far away

I broke my pen
my favorite thing
I wish I could describe
my true agony.

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Mr_Night June 12, 2010 16:07

Thanks for all of you, who supported me, ya this is me, I couldn't describe my true agony.But you know what this is life, smile even if your sad.Yours Night
Carlos Mora June 11, 2010 22:34

Nice piece of writing.
noor June 3, 2010 5:44

i broke my pen my favourite thing i couldnot describe my true agony we couldnot sometimes describe our agonies
M. Hakim June 1, 2010 7:42

Thanks for your poem. It is a very nice poem.
"I broke my pen
my favorite thing
I wish I could describe
my true agony."
It touches my heart.
dayana2 May 31, 2010 22:20

hi
it fall of emotion its really touch.
good done
nounouta May 30, 2010 21:24

may 31,2009.it was my true agony.i can not stop crying.
nounouta May 30, 2010 21:22

i was deeply touched after reding this poem.in fact i was grtting ready to write few lines to pay a tribute to my dearest colleague who passed away on

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saba May 30, 2010 20:52

i think you describe your feeling with your poem go on
Maypop May 30, 2010 16:57

Mr Night

what a nice poem!!

That`s really happened

when you are in trouble or misey

you couldn`t pick up your pen to write or express.

as you just losing your power

all you can do only crying in silent, where no one can hear you.

or broken pen could present :

"misfortunes never come singly"

Great poem

I`ll continue analyzing for myself :p

Keep up the Great Work

^-^.
toni May 30, 2010 12:05

this wonderfull