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tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US 
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Was it astronomical lust instated? Was my soul another prey for this feast? Bore down on me God let it all Back down to the bottom I falter Gotta get back up to the top its getting late Why, why are you laughing? Am I your Beguilement for this life? This stoned cursed crib we call a world Locked up inside with no where to hide I don't want to be your friend Or pretend what you did was excusable And yes your in my dreams Disruppting my good days ahead I pull back in defense to keep you away Flooding my head with your absurd thoughts Your apperception of my inablilites Absolute Being save me from this affliction This grief from a soul I can't keep Hear my cries my prayers to free me From this being that took my heart Threw my feelings into the unknown seas My quest to find it next to impossible And others suffer because of my banal I cannot give something away if I have it not within me to give And I carry on each day with a stone In replacement for my heart With no feelings left,just empty thoughts I look up to the skies in hope one day You will grant me my wish, return my heart My amity ,loyalty and innocence For one that did not deserve all I gave I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
"And yes your in my dreams Disruppting my good days ahead I pull back in defense to keep you away Flooding my head with your absurd thoughts Your apperception of my inablilites Absolute Being save me from this affliction This grief from a soul I can't keep" quite the spill indeed... heartfelt and deep... well done ma'am |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
~there's a deep strong pulse running thru this entire poem~ ~feeling you~ ~beLLe |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...we give because we choose to give...there are no guarantee's...James |
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ggrn3 Member
since 2000-08-17
Posts 433Nahunta Georgia U.S. |
With my mind in deep thought, I went over to the fireplace. The ashes from the night before were still in the gate. The sight of the cold dead ashes reminded me of the lonely life that I lead. As I gazed at the ashes, I thought of the love affair that we once shared; like that fire that once burnt in the fireplace, it to slowly died out and left nothing but the ashes of a broken heart in its wake. This is verse taken from a peom (Quite Storm) that I once wrote here back in the past forums. Your poem reminded me of it. I thought your poem was so elegantly written. Stand back and receive your applause. Garfield |
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tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US |
thank you, glad you enjoyed my poem :-) I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"Was it astronomical lust instated? Was my soul another prey for this feast? Bore down on me God let it all Back down to the bottom I falter Gotta get back up to the top its getting late" Love this write! And that opening verse tells the story. Great poetry. JL  |
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