Lonely wanderer
Footsteps fall on powdered white
A telltale trail through the night.
Across the mountains and valleys wide,
A lonely wanderer, along for the ride
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A Place to Call Home
A place to belong,
A place to call home,
I'm finally included,
I finally belong.
But then I'm turned away agian,
Then I'm in the cold,
Then I'm all alone again,
No place to call a home.
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Invisible
Invisible to the word,
Seeing but not seen,
Unheard until I scream,
Unseen until I'm gone.
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Never
"Never," he said,
"You'll never be alone."
"Never," he said,
"I'll never let you fall."
But always,
He does.
I'm falling alone,
Through water and earth,
Through fire and air.
But always alone.
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So I've decided to pick a theme and then do 4 or 5 poems to go with it. If there's a theme you want me to do just make a comment. Thank you for sparing this a glance.
-AnarchyOnPaper
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