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Teen Poetry #6

For the Deranged, the Mystic and the Traumatised

AngelShell
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since 2000-03-01

Posts 446
not heaven nor hell so...

0 posted 2002-09-22 06:27 PM

Once again, the title lends meaning on the subject of the poem, not really the actual poem. Both this piece and "A Passions Love" are based on the same thing though not a series...

In an empty room,
Sheer curtains billow.
The breeze, as chill as the absence
Of life, from which
I've drawn my own conclusions.

Cold and forbidden,
My clouded mind stirrs.
Rekindling love from the ashes
of lost innocence, with which
This Phoenix shall draw no breath.

Too long I've depended
On your words to give me strength,
My own meaningless in my eyes.
My voice echoes in a head
Of lost dreams, unable to imagine
A world where you aren't the sun
The moon, the stars,
The live giving earth from which
I have long been rejected.

This river shall flow, too swift
For light to swim upstream,
Too cold for hope to give birth
To joy and too dark
For you to build any castle
Of sand upon it's banks.

Stone may over-come the tide,
But your pearl-making sand
Can hold no structure.
I burned you once,
History repeats,
For future reference,
I'm sorry.

~I haven't memorized all of the cute things to say but I'm working on it~

[This message has been edited by AngelShell (09-23-2002 06:01 AM).]

ShadyMakaveli
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since 2002-08-21

Posts 128

1 posted 2002-09-22 06:30 PM

I really like this poem, i myself wish i could write like this, but i'm stuck with the rhyming scheme, and unable to break free from it, but ur poem was great, it provided me with an intense image, and was very enjoyable. good work.

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