Ellen Mendez

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Sonnet #1 - Poem by Ellen Mendez

All dust of memories bundle all knowledge
The world that gathered wealth; today and future
Forever life is full; satisfied, privilege
Running to the next, the next page of nature
Everyday we go, we rest, we laugh, we cry
That a day of search may not easy; sweat, pain
Wrinkles, rashes, in your face marked tiredness
In trail of trials; in prime we bow to gain
Lying down; take rest, eyes closed but mind open
Seeking a cure for burden, shield to protect
On what would happen next; recipient of the next
Pushing the door or great opportunity
Without knowing this could all be vanity
Beyond every corner, lies to tragedy


Comments about Sonnet #1 by Ellen Mendez

  • Silver Star - 3,723 Points Dave Walker (6/30/2013 4:16:00 AM)

    A great poem like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013


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