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pyroclastic New Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 9Glasgow, Scotland |
Trapped My future, denied, My past destroyed, I gave all, took the greatest risk - The rewards only, never gained. Love given, is for love's sake, And not for it's gifts.... For love's gifts can sometimes Never find their way to you.... To love is to open yourself to pain, And bitterness, And receive these, These most poisonous of emotions With Joy, And foreknowledge.... For what is love, if there is no comparison? I asked for nothing, and nothing I receive, Or so I feel - In truth I reap the harvest of your pain What have I left? What was so wrong? Your doubts in yourself have taken your future, yet so much easier to blame me, To blame others, But never to repair yourself. Hindsight is always clear, Yet your eyes, still hazy, Blind you to your truth. And still, after all these thorns I feel the obligation I feel the desire I feel the emptiness, and the loneliness. But most of all, I feel the love. Is this my only path? Trapped in this vein? Forever. *borne out of desperation - ya know it's a alcohol thing :->* |
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Sally S. Senior Member
since 1999-06-07
Posts 847Ohio |
Honestly, I'm still warming up to free verse. I must say that each one I read does seem to get better and better. This one has helped even more. Nice work. |
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pyroclastic New Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 9Glasgow, Scotland |
Sally.....thank you......I'm a new member too, so every post DOES cheer you up :-)you just put your heart in your words, and you can't go wrong. As long as you feel what you say, and say what you feel, and even if only one person gets it too? You've done the job. My heartfelt thanks. Pyro |
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