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Too late and Too Far Gone
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Ashiraladoni Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 52Duluth, MN, USA |
It's too late and our hearts are too far gone. We talked it through, and we've decided on what to do. I told you how I felt as did you. We know what we feel, now it's up to what we do. Whether tonight, we cry a sigh of relief. Or tonight we cry tears of heartache, when it comes to matters of the heart it's too late and too far gone. Maybe it's time for us to move on cause when it comes to matters of the heart it's too late and too far gone. |
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MerritW Junior Member
since 2000-04-18
Posts 33Texas |
That's really good. I hope everything worked out for you. I look forward to reading more of your poems. *Love is the only thing that keeps me sane* (Sue Townsend) |
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Blue Rose Junior Member
since 2000-04-20
Posts 18Vernonia OR USA |
If you don't mind me asking what inspired you to write this? Oh, by the way, my name is Rose. This is very good, and I would like to read more poetry by you. Good luck in your future writing! |
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Ashiraladoni Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 52Duluth, MN, USA |
Blue Rose~ Thanks for replying. My inspiration comes from true life situations. I write mainly what I feel inside even though it can be as rough as a turbulent ocean when a hurricane comes through, but I try to write what ever I feel. And some people can relate, some can't. And that's all right. Thanks again for posting a reply. Welcome to Passions ~Ashiraladoni |
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Crystalina123 Member
since 2000-01-31
Posts 228 |
I really like this poem, it hits home for me -- Crystal "The worst of what people do to one another is deceive. Because when you love someone you control their version of reality. If you lie to them that's like making them autistic so that what they believe is reality is in fact, not their true situation at all." It's not the angry words that break the heart, it's the silence. Someone said that true love is like a ghost -- often spoke of but never seen. I've seen both and yet in my darkest hours, tend to believe that neither exits. |
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ABubblesB15 New Member
since 2000-04-23
Posts 5Chico, CA, USA |
That is really good. I don't know much about poems and I know mine suck, (see love poems and another love poem and you will see) but that is good. Anyone could figure that out. I hope everything works out. --Ashley (ABubbblesB15) |
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MrHat Junior Member
since 2000-04-15
Posts 34Gilroy, Ca |
Hey. Nice poem. I liked it a lot. It was short, but I liked the "Too late and too far gone" parts. That way you worked them into the poem made it really good (in my opinion anyway) "DO NO GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT" Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men and their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught the sun in flight, And learn too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on that sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. -Dylan Thomas |
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