Jul 05 2011


Published by at 12:39 am under Lost Love Poems

Isn’t there a spell someplace
a book, a word, a witch?
One that can grant me grace
and make me smart and rich.

Isn’t there a drug someplace
a drink, a dance, a deity?
One that can change my face
to look as one with beauty.

Isn’t there a rune someplace
a song, a chant, a healer?
One that can convert my race
or make me more a believer.

Isn’t there a plant someplace
a herb, a tree, a vine?
()ne that i can replace
to make myself divine.

Isn’t there a country someplace
a city, a land, a state?
A very simple hiding place
for i cannot run from fate.

Isn’t there a school someplace
a monk, a class, a pose?
To let me run, without a trace
and write beautiful prose.

Isn’t there a man someplace
a love, a smile, a kiss?
And, surely, if thats the case
then why am i asking this?

-Pixie & Pielord.

This post was submitted by pixie.

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6 Responses to “Searching”

  1. iwait4you4everon 05 Jul 2011 at 12:53 am

    loved it and so creatively written pixie ma dear i believe you have honed your skill into fine art.. masterfully written well done!!!!

  2. pixieon 05 Jul 2011 at 11:06 am

    Oh, gosh. Thank you so much. One of my best friends, Pielord, helped a lot with the rhyming. He’s really awesome :p

  3. OneandOnlyon 10 Jul 2011 at 9:35 pm

    i love this poem {:

  4. pixieon 10 Jul 2011 at 9:44 pm

    I’m glad that you enjoyed it. Cute emoticon :p

  5. Justaboyon 11 Jul 2011 at 1:59 am

    Wow. That is now officially a classic and I think you are absolutely wonderful, Pixie!

  6. pixieon 11 Jul 2011 at 8:18 am

    Thank you! It means a lot to me.

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