Open Poetry #12 |
The Irony Of Life |
ATelamon Member
since 2001-02-06
Posts 328Purgatory, Last Staircase, Up |
The Irony of Life extant unremitting its hold simple said The more you give The more you die The more you hope Your life in tatters lie The more you believe You will end shattered dreams Simply put Trust No one no thing Ever For the IronyInsideLife Is nothing but the Eternal Lie "Speak not... nor the coming of the lord. For those who would but stab my back, around me, do abound." So it is. Sung in forever song, your melody. |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
Hope...I will agree can be dangerous. Giving, too...if not done with insight. I will be here, still reading...when we are both over this. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Interesting read....but I am one of those obstinate creatures whose glass is always half-full, even when others see it as half-empty... |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
this is sad.....trust is hard earned by me, but I do give it....... and Sunshine, when my glass is half full, it's time for another beer...... SEA |
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ATelamon Member
since 2001-02-06
Posts 328Purgatory, Last Staircase, Up |
Always one Sees the lining silver my cup is more than always full and more each day For everyone else Yea bring forth the light tomorrow speaks In and of All things unknown without the dawn of a shipwreck lives planks shredded In blood lies AN answer direction marks a path but to have a house unkowingly built on QuickSand Is more than one man feels the days can he retrieve his whole mist in hands fade Not again My thanks for reading. And your words very kind. "For the moment swallows all things. It cannot be left behind." [This message has been edited by ATelamon (edited 03-02-2001).] |
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