Open Poetry #47 |
Digits Of Love |
A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
I'd send you a dream in another e-mail And open my heart to attach, But it would be hard to explore and unveil, Since digits and feelings don't match. The digits of love are a changeable thing Without a permanent code, However, the vivid emotions they bring Still fill the handwritten plain note. My messages turned to a terrible mess, Unfiltered, they bury the truth, It's hard to conceal, and it's hard to confess They all are mistakes of my youth. A look through the glass back to winter of fate Reminds me of beautiful times When magical digits from zero to eight Appeared as love fixed in rhymes. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
This is absolutely very well written, you projected the passion and yearning for a time gone forever. A truly wonderful piece of poetry, A Beautiful Disaster. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"My messages turned to a terrible mess, Unfiltered, they bury the truth, It's hard to conceal, and it's hard to confess They all are mistakes of my youth." Very relatable. Enjoyed the write. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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