And there he stood. Waiting.
No-one even noticed
That he was crying, silently,
In the middle of a crowd.
Carefully, so that no-one could see.
In a dream. Fear. Too many
People. Cheering silently,
And no-one had a care in
The world. But he was afraid.
In that moment in time. If
Only they knew, that it's a
NO, but thank you.
Hey Cobi,did you notice the ANTICPATION too, first letter of each line.
<Deleted User> (9951)
Fri 30th Mar 2012 00:03
Hi Nicky, I didn't anticipate you could dig this deep within a short notice. I'm impressed. I love it.
Hey nick, thank you for your comment. It's actually a biographical piece based on an event that occurred recently. It's not actually about loneliness, but interesting that you found that in it..... all poetry is subjective, and everyone interprets meaning differently.x
<Deleted User> (10123)
Wed 21st Mar 2012 23:45
Hi N.B.,
Can't reject this. A good observation piece. Do we ever need to know why a lonely man in a crowd should cry? Ta muchly, Nick.
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Nichola Burrows
Mon 30th Apr 2012 14:31
Just, dotted my T's and crossed my eyes guys, so, sorry this is up again a month later. Be intersting if anyone could guess what this is about though. It's a biographical piece and about an event which took place. I had..... thanks to Cobi Stone, fellow WOL member, about and hour in a challenge to write about Anticipation. So I wrote this about my teenage son.