Dark Poetry #2 |
What is . . . is |
baerlon Member
since 2000-01-14
Posts 197Youngstown and East Liverpool, Ohio, USA |
I have come to love what I can never have The bitterness of reality’s nectar cringes my soul My courage seems more evading then the end of a rainbow I feel as if I am locked in a glass cage . . . Looking out but never stepping How can something so right be so frightening The real monster of it all lies within Taunting malicious words, outlining past failures One solution leads to the next excuse . . . A never-ending pattern tracing a route of my own deceit Thus leaving me a faceless man who in the end concludes . . . I have come to love what I can never have There's a peace inside us all Let it be your friend It will help you carry on In the end There's a peace inside us all -Creed |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
Ouch! That hurt! Are you OK? I hope it isn't about you! Lotharingia "Dreams are life, reality, creation" Miguel de Unanumo |
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Mel2Lizz Junior Member
since 2000-08-08
Posts 20Alamosa, Colorado |
you have said the things that I have felt inside for a vey long time!!! |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
Baerlon. I get that feeling of no closure in your life, that open-ended frustration...Loved the read, and hope you are ok, you did an excellent job here!!! The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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EagleOne Member Elite
since 2000-03-07
Posts 2829Between a laugh and a tear... |
You have open up some familar emotions here, great read. "The real monster of it all lies within" ~ so very true! God grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change, the courage to change the one I can, and the wisdom to know it's me. ~Unknown |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
I enjoyed the read, but hope it's not aobut you. Bwe well Kethry. "It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers weaves the garland."- Cole |
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