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Broken Spirit |
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RedStoneEB Senior Member
since 2003-06-08
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Ah! Broken spirit of youth!the spirit of a flower just bloomed! Amongst the lonesome tides be strong Let evil trolls be gone! - a saintly hand to pull thee thro'-- Breathe the seas to and fro n'er hath the tears been so new to old! Seagulls choke on salted air 'tis the wounds from which they sting, A sphere of vile tongues doth spin unto the heart O murd'ress lies! 'tis many hearts that perish-- Mimicking the ghost of mine alike doth remain the shadow of death. Mere puppets ofth' romance as in false sleep 'tis a callous rage of silence, Invisible lonesome is this hour unto the heartstrings The phantom of innocence growing weaker 'tis the morrow cometh dead-- The sweet flowers thee gave from afar hath wilted our passion gone. The ghost of mine hath broken thro' the barriars, But amongst the mimicing strangers doth an oddly sight take place Friend or foe 'tis nothing but the same to me wilt thou be mimicking me-- From grief hath I cause'd more grief unto the followers untamed hearts. Out- O but the shores of England doth cometh into mind, Quivering a funeral from afar I seem to see of me Doth I dream - what crime but heartache could I hath cause'd-- Be it made the mimicker the judge of tender thoughts. Uprising against its master the conqueror of myself, Whilst angels salute the forgotten moments of the passing past Unveiling thou art death cometh to take me too soon I say-- And I - tonight - doth lay unto the quilted pillow thee made. Silk mixed satin upon the brow ready to catch the sweet aroma, O'er grown memories - 'tis the jungle of the thoughts - my mind I dwell unto the blushing of a knife cometh towards me-- 'Tis death the failing of breath doth soundless struggle to beat. The last thoughts before the darkness sank upon the vision, The ghost of mine had mimicked me in death and came The soul to wonder free among the after-world-- 'Tis in thee I hath found a place to beat another heart beyond. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
"Invisible lonesome is this hour unto the heartstrings" I like the above lines especially Lee, there is so much to read and absorb in this, it is almost overwhelming... M |
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