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Tyrant
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Tyrant |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Vapors pour from the wake of closing night Never to be opened again My dome of a now vast unbolted ocean Picturing sweet sense of stains of material and power A place I chose not to trod again Where love is not and I refuse the wound From a temperature harshly frequent Forgotten hours breaking chains cloven Escaping bewildering commands now frozen Reflection dissolves within glad surprise Years entombed within this tyrant’s guise Darkening all sacred bowers…. He will not venture again Now I smile…knowing whose night he saw Knowing the nations he hunts Rest comes of serene heaven, by the past no longer pursued Any epitaph had been gritted by exhaustion with no tears Unfamiliar eyes…his smile which limps an imagery of deceit Disjoined from me, never to reappear With sounds of poison, grey clouds now disappear Making clear thoughts obscure Oh Liberty, Oh Liberty There is neither regret nor remorse, just freedom Self-moving, with no mention of his name again For I have seen his oracle and have felt his sword Heaven smiles with the eyes of love Undulating a wide energy, like the ocean Idle sounds disappear, and to him my heart lays frozen Relief, becomes a self-content, there was no chemistry Worth the tremble from drunken lips Who touts memoirs to all women who listen His thunder howls at the moon And I ran for my life….I know that now….. He knows not the glens beyond, but duplicates in sullen strain His words blister my mouth…with disarray He hated me...twas not love |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
fabulous write,, i enjoyed the read... A voice of honesty |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Lee, a very powerful and articulate crafting of one who certainly would fall within the title of tyrant. Yes, to stay away certainly would be the right choice. You write impressive poetry, deep, well written...sometimes difficult to understand, but perhaps that is part of my illiteracy and your literacy...so to speak.. |
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TasteOfOctober Member
since 2003-06-24
Posts 94 |
line by line you wove a web that entangled my mind, and even though im not reading it this moment, thats where my thoughts are. absolutely beautiful... The only difference between the creative and the conformists is that the creative will not be conquered and the conformists already are. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Thank you all for responding...but...truth be known..... I wrote this poem from hurt, which leads to anger, which leads to Confusion…and harsh words, you say things you don’t mean…you think hashly against that person you say you love, b/c it makes the loss easier...in your mind. But.... I am an adult….and was there as well….takes two to tango I said yes…lets try again…I could have very well said no… We both said “I love you” He said he was never going to leave I asked him not to never leave me again He said…we’ll take one day at a time, That I’d just have to marry him But I was certain his words were lies that he was never coming back. He said... We’ll work it out…. I asked him to never leave me again But I was certain, He was never coming back He said…we’ll be together That I was precious and dear a good woman and a lady... That he loved me and craved me and would do so... For the rest of his years But I was certain, He was never coming back He walked down the stairs and turned around Looked deep into my eyes, and said Don’t worry I’ll be back He phoned and that afternoon, asking me to help him, I agreed and for a little while we were together again... But…I was certain he was never coming back We kissed good-bye and I didn’t ask him to come back...I didn't want to make him feel obligated, because I was certain, he was never coming back. I walked away, never looking back for I was certain he was never coming back I phoned him to thank him saying Good-by and perhaps we'd talk again real soon... Because I was certain he was never coming back I was so certain…he was never coming back So how was "I" any different then any other woman.... He’s ever put faith in or loved? Because I was so certain...he was never coming back. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Thanx for the explanation...you didn't have to. Love is so complicated...made even more so when anger comes into the middle of it. But anger is often as the result of being hurt, deceived...or other harmful behaviors. You seem to struggle some within these poems, wanting a certain goal, trying to get there...and at the same time...so cautious... Understandable, very.... Thanx LeeJ you still write beautifully...don't stop!! |
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