Nightmare Out There by hipps13
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Description
Streets of Pain
Seen the hunger
In eyes
That want
That sat down
One right
One left
And one in front
Of me
I just sat there
Listening
Contemplating
Their intent
Because
They wanted me
And
Comments (9)
auntietk
Salvation comes in many forms. Sometimes a bus, and sometimes wondering how to get away, instead of sitting still and waiting.
lizzibell
Very nice poem...
Thelby
That could have been a rotten situation, but Escape happens at the Pryme Tyme!!! DIfferent and I really like it!!!
B_PEACOCK
I have to agree with the first comment. Salvation does come in many ways
Denys234
Nice work!
ARTWITHIN
It is those strange experiences that confound me. I want to help, but common sense tells me when it is not my time to help. I am OK on a one to one contact, but when I'm outnumbered, I figure the odds and leave as fast as I can without looking frightened. Never show fear, it is Danger's advantage. Your angel was with you, my dear. Your poems brilliantly expresses the feelings and situation. Excellent! Hugs, Suzanne x:)
vaggabondd
Very nice. You can feel your anxiety through your words. Very nice indeed
NekhbetSun
I've felt that same way on occasion...excellent work !
rainbows
Powerful picture you paint with your words. I would have been very afraid. Thank goodness for the bus... Hugs. Diane.