a thought o what i have done to deserve the rath from above

wish of wishes

in my wish of wishes
i think to myself
what have i done
to be put on the shelf
along with the others
whose crimes are not quite
so sever to their mothers

as the wish turns slowly
in my thoughts
from that wistful wish
to a dream that lofts
above that sky
that is the perfection
of my wish of wishes.

Poetry by seven
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Written on 2006-05-25 at 02:28

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Sithre Lateralus
You used the word "lofts"
wow, i love you.

Very good poem, i'm not exactly sure on my interpretation yet. but i really like it.