Dark Poetry #2 |
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What Worth My Tomorrows |
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demoninlove Member
since 2000-02-11
Posts 211Dehradun |
Dedicated to the dream I live in and a love immortal... Instead of the comfort of the hearth, Instead of the joys of family, Instead of a life of laughter and mirth, I sentence myself a wanderer to be. Wandering afar without a friend, Tasting bitter fruit all the day, Wandering forever without end, Seeking the happiness of yesterday. The yesterday that was a dream, Dreamt and then gone away, A life that ended in a scream, With the dawn of the new born day. But I chose to live my tomorrows, Wrapped in nebulous arms of time, With no thought of future sorrows, For that moment you were mine. Yes, for that brief moment I lived, A lifetime longer than eternity, Yes, what worth were all my tomorrows, Before that moment spent with thee? Deepak Menon |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
Deep sigh...loving the title... What Worth My Tomorrows ~~softly Maureen |
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Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas |
Very,very nice Deepak! "Wandering forever without end"--Loved it. Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. -William Wordsworth- |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Deepak..I understand this so well. Nice poem my friend. Hardrock |
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demoninlove Member
since 2000-02-11
Posts 211Dehradun |
Thanks Maureen,Rex,Hardrock - the moment lives on regardless Deepak |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
A haunting poem, Deepak! You have such a way with words! Lotharingia "Dreams are life, reality, creation" Miguel de Unanumo |
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