Open Poetry #11 |
With A Vengeance |
Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Moth to flame Again, I’m drawn Weakened, awakened From dusk to dawn Powerful lust Overrides reason Love & trust Tantamount to treason Dark eyes & hair Devilish smile Enigmatic riddle Unearthly guile White-hot touch Brand & chain Word weaved perfection that drive one insane Left you once Hid my secrets away Inside of myself To never see day But you have Returned & I burn with New need Is it the day That I die, That from you I am free? -Tier{R.T.} 12/8/00 [This message has been edited by Tiersdin (edited 12-08-2000).] |
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Wesley the Blue Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 426Forest Lake, MN, USA |
Very well writen and creative poem. Even in the darkest night, someone will be there holding a candle for you. |
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Irie Senior Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 1493Washington State |
Tiersdin, Amazing how one person can be so intrigued by another that no matter how many times try, we always go back. Excellent job! ~Sheri "The things that come to those that wait may be the things left by those who got there first" |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Keith: Thanks for taking the time to read and comment. I've read some of your poems... you should post more! *smiles* Irie: so true, in many cases! This particular work is really fiction, in a sense. I drew on past experiences to come up with it. Thank you for commenting! *smiles* -Tier |
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