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Dared to be different. |
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Slashed soul Member
since 2000-03-29
Posts 86England |
Heavy footsteps upon my soul leave no imprint the sword I bear is the icon of my love, a symbol of my strength. I have fought many battles against unseen foes, suffered many wounds in my fight for love. Tired and weary, the last ounce of energy gone, I fall down embracing my head with my hands. Ready to give up I draw my last breath, millions of thoughts rain through my mind. battered soul, worn body I can take no more I am the knight of history. I look to the heavens for something, not knowing what I'll find, but find it I do. A spark lands on my flesh the heat melts its way into me. Something stirs inside me. Like a drop becomes a river, this fire becomes all consuming. Arise I do slowly, straighteneing my back, the rain can do no more.I look, I take a deep breath and raise my sword towards the sky. I stand alone, but I stand strong. -Rich- |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Arise I do slowly, straighteneing my back, the rain can do no more.I look, I take a deep breath and raise my sword towards the sky. I stand alone, but I stand strong. powerful Rich, I loved this poem. wonderful. ------------------------ "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else"-Richey Edwards "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "Libraries gave us power Then work came and made us free What price now for a shallow piece of dignity" Nicky Wire, A design for Life. manic street preachers La Tristesse Durera (Scream to a Sigh) "Life has been unfaithful And it all promised so so much I am a relic I am just a petrified cry Wheeled out once a year, a cenotaph souvenir The applause nails down my silence La tristesse durera Scream to a sigh, to a sigh I see liberals I am just a fashion accessory People send postcards And they all hope I'm feeling well I retreat into self-pity, it's so easy Where they patronise my misery La tristesse durera Scream to a sigh, to a sigh I sold my medal It paid a bill It sells at market stalls Parades Milan catwalks The sadness will never go Will never go away Baby it's here to stay |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Perhaps this spark is hope or courage. The wise man will always follow a position of strength. The foe will respect no other position. James |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
What an excellent picture this paints in my mind.  Powerful writing. I loved it. Nothing can deter a poet, for he is actuated by pure love. Who can predict his comings and goings? "Thoreau" |
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Slashed soul Member
since 2000-03-29
Posts 86England |
I fly my very own flag, tv dinners for one -sail away from this world..... Hurt only hurts as much as you want it too... -Rich- mcnxvii |
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