Open Poetry #9 |
Moment peace |
Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
She has sat and wonderd through the darkned hours of this life she has the one she lives of nights alone with kids of a father far away of her heart torn by coices and of me her soulmate. How we met in hours delight and passions glance was formed the movment of hearts as one that time under candle flame, how she questions her choice and wonders what may be I will never leave her heart as that would not be me. And time will come as it always must she will move to him and his starshine love, she will know in her heart that true love is boundless and that when you can, you open your soul and being to love once more. |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Micheal this was so beautiful, you are very talented with your words I could feel your words reach out with such emotions. Thank you for sharing. |
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Angel Sighs And Smiles Junior Member
since 2000-08-01
Posts 16 |
A most beautiful poem! It spoke to my very soul! A real privilege to read! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Michael... there is no greater act of love than that of unselfish love... to let someone go because you believe it is for the best... shows such character and soul.. touching work here my sweet-poet-pal your poetic heart shines in each line. take care jm |
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Jenn E Senior Member
since 2000-08-02
Posts 589Kelowna, BC, Canada |
Torn by choices, yes this I feel. Feeling ripped, cut open, divided into two......My soulmate will forever remain, and I will go on loving him all the same. I have asked destiny a question through all this greyness that surrounds, I am waiting for an answer, and one day it will be found. As Always Jenn E |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
To love one who is bound to another, is the hardest thing my friend. But it sounds like you made the right choice. If it is meant to be, she will return. Your pen of truth and memories script this well. Marina It is a blessing to have wings for words, and passion in pen Marina Crossley |
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