WORLDS OF SORROWS VIII


Worlds of sorrows.
No tomorrows.
Mind hollows.
Identity follows.

It is just love
but it comes out wrong.
Sometimes his emotions
become too strong.

The child is at ease
but when he starts to touch,
the child goes away.
It becomes too much.

"Sit on my knee!"
Feel me grow.
Repression journey.
Harsh, harsh blow.

Mind hollows.
Identity follows.
No tomorrows.
Worlds of sorrows.



Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-05-14 at 21:36

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Kathy Lockhart
dan, I am stricken again by this series. You nail it every time. Real and raw enough to feel the sorrows of this world. kathy
2006-05-15


Zoya Zaidi
This one on child abuse is amazing Dan. This series is really begining to grow on me. The Sorows are innumerable. Keep penning we are loving it.
((((Tight squeezes for this amazing series))))
Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-05-14