Ghosts on the wire


No one can hear the sound of your breaking heart
no one can see the scars that tore your soul apart
but sometimes your heart has to scream
and sometimes
the scars have to be seen
we are ghosts on the wire
waiting for that final curtain call
reaching out to anyone
anyone - at all.

© Rik - 01/03/2006



Poetry by Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-03-01 at 09:47

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Christian Ward
ghosts on the wire=one damn good metaphor
2006-03-07


Zoya Zaidi
And sometimes there are gaping wounds,
That just won't heal,
We just pour our hearts out,
Sometimes the wounds do bleed,
May be someone would come out,
May be put some balm on my soul,
May be the wound would heal?
May be...

(((((Hugs Rikky darling))))))))

This is soooooooooo full of love and compassion!!!!!!

love, xxx, Zoya
2006-03-02


BlueyedSoul
I love the intensity of your work, full of life, passion and love. Quickly you become a favorite of mine here on poetbay.

~BlueyedSoul
2006-03-02


Marlene Tyrell
oh, very nice... very true
like it very much
2006-03-01


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
a very good way of expressing the felings often engendered in cyber relationships

well done for expressing it so succinctly rgds mike
2006-03-01


Marie
Somehow...it's intense. This poem is...incredible!!! That's all I can say
2006-03-01


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
BOOKMARKED.

And sometimes you reach out and
find an unexpected surprise that helps.

Liz.
2006-03-01