MIZZ MIDNIGHT FIRE


Ode To The Forgotten


Ode to the people who were forgotten
They were once loved and cared for

Ode to their lives
Everyday they hurt
While in desperation for love
and generosity.

Ode to their heart
That was torn apart viciously
With little consideration
Of their inner feelings

Ode to their memories
That bring back happiness
Or to the ones
That are very vague.

Ode to those who have tried
Those who haven't given up
The ones that will keep climbin
For them life hasn't been easy.

Submitted: Saturday, February 21, 2009

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  • Casey Carpenter (2/14/2013 4:59:00 PM)

    I was always taught that an ode was to almost suppose to be praising the thing or object being described; also appose to use metaphore to feel the emotion and relation and more of your opinion of the object. Otherwise, verry nice just not an ode maybe use a different repition. (Report) Reply

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