Amy De guzman


Footsteps - Poem by Amy De guzman

This ball of fire
Journeyed ahundred folds
After we reached a deadlock.

This season of summer
Brought a thousand dunes
That filled the heart with pain.

This heart of mine
Full but empty
A misty jar.

Traces of the dewy nights
A cemented footsteps
Remained untouched.

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Comments about Footsteps by Amy De guzman

  • Rookie - 410 Points Ency Bearis (8/29/2013 6:53:00 AM)

    A sort of metaphor of a deserted soul, well expressed. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 31,466 Points Gajanan Mishra (8/27/2013 6:44:00 AM)

    full but empty, I like it, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013


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