Things That Are And Are Not But Yet Are. Poem by Cody Moore

Things That Are And Are Not But Yet Are.

Rating: 4.5


The dust caught in the sun beam
The sound of a cat breathing
The smell of Tranquility
The warmth of a fragrance
The sight of your touch
The vibrance of death
The taste of a mountian echo
The thought of thoughtlessness
The agony of a yawn
The pain of loving you
The dread of your embrace

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Soul Writer 10 January 2008

Starting with tranquility yet ending with pure malice. Keeps u in suspense until the end. Peace

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Alondra Quinones 09 January 2008

this is a nice poem. its kinda calming. good job

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