Open Poetry #45 |
my love |
Krystallus New Member
since 2009-09-06
Posts 3 |
Caught in the spires of time my heart attempting to differentiate between good and bad my eye's searching for answer among all things in between My hands cry out as they shake not knowing what love is, why oh why the torment my father up above Where the spires consist my love does not, my vision knowing no bound in time why oh why do I know these things The cries reach my ears from the borders of tomorrow and my soul it screams out for them all every tear shed ever sorrow come to pass, I forsee it all in a torrent of dreams Laughter is a grey to me as all I hear is silence, deaf and oblivious to the passing of times, deaf and oblivious to the hurt Shut it out? never only hold it at bay! for a dam is not absolute. everything lives and passes, lives and passes. |
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brneyedgrly Senior Member
since 2009-06-08
Posts 1125nowhere and everywhere |
I enjoyed this very much! |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
Profound... it seems your faith, your strength is truly beyond the confines of spires... as I think it is, should be |
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