Friday, March 20, 2009

Dance the night away.
She forgot about her life.
Taken by music.

The darkness swallows.
Swallows the weak and fragile.
You become alone.

He has hope for good.
The bad he has forgotten.
He is amazing.

****Kesha

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I really like the dance poem. Its cool that you found something that you like and put it in writing. Keep doing it.
karissa

Anonymous said...

holly poop!!!! great poem Kesha! okay now just because of this poem I'm gonna do my battle cry!!!... i think your the only person why is going to get that ;O well now if you'll excuse me i'm going to follow your advice and dance the night away.

-kevin

Anonymous said...

very nice, I like those poems. Small and simple, and yet very good.

Anonymous said...

i hate the thought of being alone. i'm glad i have friends here at summit. this was a really good poem you should keep writing. because you are a pretty good poet.

p.s. you're a good bum.

james