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Farewell. . .
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Farewell. . . |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA 
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Fare thee well my lady of the night, thy moon dost no longer shine in my sky and daybreak is soon to come Long did I enjoy your companionship making my night seem less dark because of thy moon like a lighthouse on the shore For a short time I did stay with thee thou took me in to thine heart and bid me stay even when it was shown that our love was not to be Then another entered your beam of light, you welcomed him in, and to a degree I did also, saying that reality was everything, fantasy had no place But soon did the fantasy become reality and thou didst not have time for me in thy life thou didst turn thy back on me and I wept I went the way of the flagellant, torturing mineself the whips and the tears marking my flesh and soul until that day when I could take no more Realizing that thou hast indeed removed thyself from me, I called out thy name and spake to thee, "No longer shall I be tortured by thy memory" So now I will wait not for thee to return my lady, I who was once thy poet, painter, and Knight, I'll not beg thee to remain, leave me here in the dark For it was here in darkness that I found thee, and there it was that our hearts were joined for a time, now I have shown thee the way to sun, and thou art happy again And so my lady of the night, queen of my heart, I bid thee and thy new knight a fond farewell as you go off together, leaving me in this private hell ---------------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
"as you go off together, leaving me in this private hell"--ouch,Sven. I felt that sting. Take me as I am or watch me as I go |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Nay sir Knight, do not bid me tell of the love I've given thee was meant for it's time to be and wish me not Godspeed to hell for I once loved thee, very well... Ah Sven, I too, hear this, the sting... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?...KRJ |
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juliet_2u Senior Member
since 2000-07-23
Posts 1125North Carolina |
Oh Sven, this was so painful to read. I as like Tara and Karilea,also felt the sting in this. Your real lady of the night, Shall never leave thee. She shall spend her life, Cherishing and adoring thee. Her love for you, Runs fierce, wild and free. She longs to hold you and sing, As together you soar through the heavens, Flying without wings. As always, Juls |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
you are not a bootless rude bellied pig for thou art a king in thine eyes and he is but a mangled ill-breeding maggot-pie! OFF WITH HIS HEAD A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Sven, this is a sad tale, I feel how much this one hurt. Take care. Sandra |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
what a heartfelt written, can relate myself with it too. sad story, great expressions. Charisma |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
You have touched so many of my emotions Sven...I have felt so many of these feelings...indeed it is hard when we don't want to let go...but we must...James |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Tara, thank you. . . that's why it's there. . . to be felt. . . Sunshine, once indeed I may have been loved but loved I am no more for my lady of the night has left me and now wanders the western shore. . . Thank you my friend. . .  Juls, thank you for the verse. . . and for reading. . . Victoria, I thank thee my Queen for thy words, but 'tis not his head we should be chopping. . . Sandra, thank you my friend. . . Charisma, thank you. . . I'm sorry that you can relate. . . James, indeed it is. . . we really don't know what to do do we? Thank you my friend. . . -------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Passions Voice Member
since 2000-10-23
Posts 291Michigan |
It would seem that you have a lot of pain. This poem shows it. Sometimes, we have to let go for our own good. I had a Knight once, I can relate passion is life. . . |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Sven I can feel your pain hon, but as a reader and your friend. I'm so sorry as you know. But as stated above perhaps with these purgers it is time to move on?....... We'll manage to face whatever or the the nothings life throws our way. It is our duty anyways (big picture). *hugs* Isis *Good will towards all beings is the highest religion* ~Isis~Goddess~~Sovereign of the Spirit~ |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
sven, this is a very heartfelt and your emotions poured forth, love does not always end even when our heart says for it to so therefore hurt stays deeply within, this was a very passionate poem, if only words could change the heart, but most of the time they can't only the way love reacts to one another can make the difference. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Passions Voice. . .welcome again. . . thank you for reading. . . Isis. . .I know, it is time to move on. . . thank you for understanding, and for reading. . . rosebud. . . yes my friend. . . if only words could change the heart. . . thank you. . . ---------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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