Dark Poetry #2 |
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First Love |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan ![]() |
Where once lived dreams of an ocean side now possessing demons reside. scales of lost loves residue ashes covering memories of you. Better days that did only exist, in a fertile mind now eerily twist, into branches, arms, that seek to entwine whatever loves left in this heart of mine. And, as you did once, my hands they bind. The terror lives on, in my empty mind. Now only able to walk yet alone, through this garden of pain, where hope once was grown. Where I choose what I want or at least, this I tell to myself everyday justifying the hell that now is my mind where no memories hide of the days when I dreamt of a blue oceanside. |
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Xeonox![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
I wished you labeled this poem blue oceanside. I loved the poem though. Great work!! Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
I am so happy you like it. The name is such as it is the true story of my first "love". All I write has reference to either myself, or some facet of my life. I am just now starting to write from outside personal experience, but I do still keep a small bit of myself in every piece. @}~~>~~~~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Very nice...James |
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