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tori
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0 posted 09-25-1999 01:32 PM       View Profile for tori   Email tori   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit tori's Home Page   View IP for tori

There comes the hour you answer above
As you glide with the wind, on the wings of the dove
But before time is given, before you take to the sky
There are tears you shed in silence, echoed crying in your gloom
Not one word is spoken in the silence of your room
The torment that you entered, free willing, gave up all
In an instant it was taken, as is written on the wall
Like the Knights in White Satin that never reached their end
The love that you once held with in, is no longer you friend
Traded for snow and wider lines that give you the push
And the push that it gave to you was hiding the truth
Yet the need is much greater then ever before
So you reach for the push and take to the sky
In search of the white dove to give you a ride
But the clouds are bellowed and to thick to see
Again you touch down, and only dream it could it be
Never an answer, no direction, no home
All is lost in a snow storm, as again your alone
The snow has fallen and its cold and its deep
You can not turn the lights out, there is no way to sleep
You look out the window as you run to and fro
Wondering who's out there and if they could know
Far away in this torment, down pretty deep
The push can not get you to the heavens you seek
No doves are waiting to give you a ride
Its the push that your hating, its taken your pride
As the blood runs to the pillow and the heart races fast
You find yourself praying to just make it past
Again your prayers are answered a new day has come
And the push is just waiting to push you along
Your caught in the shuffle your deal has been dealt
Your eyes are blinded you can't see yourself
For the image that's there now does not resemble you
Its Frankensteins monster the lines have caught
And you can't teach a monster if he don't want to be taught
No self esteem, no faith, no hope
Words of encouragement get stuck in your throat
No time to pity, no time to endure, no time left, your lives over for sure
face in the muck created by man, greeted so willingly by your own hands
Just as the clouds break and as you seek a glimpse
And what you've been seeking is there as you stand
Take one step forward and reach for the sky, believe me my brother on the white dove you'll fly
You've only to reach, and give it a try

Štori
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If with pen in hand I've made you think
I've not wasted one drop of ink
vlh.
© Copyright 1999 Victoria Hosier/tori - All Rights Reserved
Denise
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1 posted 09-25-1999 01:58 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Great poem, great message!

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Denise
tori
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2 posted 09-25-1999 06:28 PM       View Profile for tori   Email tori   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit tori's Home Page   View IP for tori

Thanks for reading..:-)
WhtDove
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3 posted 09-25-1999 06:44 PM       View Profile for WhtDove   Email WhtDove   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit WhtDove's Home Page   View IP for WhtDove

Tori this was great! I am a bit confused here though and not sure I am getting this. You speak of cocaine here? This is what I am getting out of it. It is a terribly addictive thing. The rich man's asprin. I have been there many years ago. I hope that whomever is in this mess will find their way out Hon!






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tori
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4 posted 09-25-1999 06:51 PM       View Profile for tori   Email tori   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit tori's Home Page   View IP for tori

Yes you got it WhtDove. no one I know personly is .. but so many out there are.
WhtDove
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5 posted 09-26-1999 11:56 PM       View Profile for WhtDove   Email WhtDove   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit WhtDove's Home Page   View IP for WhtDove

Back to the top, this deserves more responses than it has got!
Seymour Tabin
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6 posted 09-27-1999 08:40 AM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

Tori,
Well worth reading I'll send it back up.
tori
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7 posted 09-27-1999 10:18 AM       View Profile for tori   Email tori   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit tori's Home Page   View IP for tori

Thanks guy's..:-)
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