Corner Pub #2 |
Cold |
Sublime Truth Junior Member
since 2003-09-13
Posts 24New Denver, B.C., Canada |
~Cold...~ Sitting here by the fire, wasting moments by the hour Setp into the entire, what is it you see? What Fears from your soul, taking from them giving to you now Waking your heart, so warm, to them, oh so, so cold... Dread the dream, for they may be false Dreaming of things, your heart and soul, Eternity within a moment to finally see Ripping from the fantasy, delving once more into the 'true' reality Rip-tide, flowing beneath your skin, a flare to fuel the flame, To them it's alway been, so cold... Feeling more reason, for them to be leaving Forgiving that they forgot, reason leaving, feeling, gone again Making skies of red, forcing unholy dread upon the new Moving forward two, back four, These stepping stones to your flame so warm, To the gods unforgiving, so cold... Left alone, picking up all that I lost Leaving shadow behind, The place were all dead dreams seem to be tost Left to the middle, right from the heart All things that are left spoken in my heart... So cold... -The Sublime |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Uncertainty here. Warm then cold. Of such young dreams are made. Love, Joyce |
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teenpoet Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 280Michigan |
I really like this poem, a lot. Although you do have some typos. Just grand otherwise. ~Keep Smiling~ Let go of your concept of reality and try mine for a while...then we'll see how long you last. |
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Sublime Truth Junior Member
since 2003-09-13
Posts 24New Denver, B.C., Canada |
Thanks both of you. I must apologize fot the typo's, but, when I posted the poem I was a bit rushed, and a bit late for work. Next time, I'll make sure that there are none. Thanks again. - The Sublime |
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