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The Window Sill- A poem about how quickly life can reverse

Updated on June 19, 2013

The Window Sill-Supportive Poem

I can't keep holding my breath

Cause every time my vision starts to blur

Comes a vision, and a voice to be heard

Cause what wasn't making sense; is now crystal clear

And the picture perfect world has become creased with stains

And with each new breath follows visions of pain

It's not about the tears that encased my cheeks

It's about the dreams that broke when I fell to my knees


Scars trace my skin from the times I fell

And walked the pearly gates of hell

Each vision a reminder, each blister of skin

Each an embrace of my life labeled sin

I watched out the window, and counted from ten

Looked at the past; All those times we think 'when'

When time seemed to make sense, til we drifted apart

And ripped down from my chest what remained of a heart


I won't let the wind carry my cries

Cause you're not worth the value of time

Cause the shades of the sky just changed

And I'm reminded it's a new day

The taste of each breath gives me new color

And each day is given a new tune

The chimes of a new beginning stretch the skies


Each step comes with a crease, each crease with a fall

Each step in a world, where feelings seem small

Yet they make us what we are; a pendulums pit

A falling of arms, a dream thats been split

So in the end just think, in the dash of the eye

The life that's consumed and eaten with lies

Cause what's been left behind; is forgotten and still

A dream left at the window sill.

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      Cathy Nerujen 4 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

      Wow, what a beautiful poem. And I'm here and no comments on it? I was very moved by these wonderful words. You are a great poet. I love the scene and the whole image of the window sill, and contemplating love and the tone in this writing.

      "Each step in a world, where feelings seem small..."

      I love these lines. Just wonderful poetry. I'm glad I read this.

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      Sean 4 years ago from PA

      Thank you very much I'm glad you enjoyed it :)

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      Cathy Nerujen 4 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

      You're welcome. I just tweeted it to some poetry fans.

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      Sean 4 years ago from PA

      Appreciate it thank you. The newest one I posted has a different kind of style its similar to this its calls hope yet to bloom I believe if you have the time check it out :)

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      Cathy Nerujen 4 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

      I read it, thank you for the tip. I enjoyed it. There is a saying my mother told once... "Be careful of your actions. You never know when you’re creating a memory..."

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      Sean 4 years ago from PA

      Nice saying :) good to have reference points that design the values you love by :)

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      Cathy Nerujen 4 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

      Um, they are sayings... so they simply teach... it's up to the person whether to use the wisdom in it or not. I treat them like M & M's. Some yes, a few .. yukk. LOL

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      Sean 4 years ago from PA

      That was supposed to say live by not love by typing off an iPod

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      Cathy Nerujen 4 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

      LOL.

      :)

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