Open Poetry #16 |
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Trailing Thoughts |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines ![]() |
Shakespearean Sonnet In dismal darkness churns the soul each night, As shadowed moon beclouds the stars in skies. Each trailing dream, in search for trace of light To end in peaceful sleep, absent of sighs. To vanish, only teardrops left, remain, Drying taut from a gentle breeze in flow, To face another judgement filled with pain As morning light horizons mask their show. When earth and sky comes to the meet of day Returning hope, for in it's certainty That each tomorrow comes without delay. Share the findings, those missing parts of me. As I fall victim, sacrificed once more To thoughts of long ago, in days of yore. ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Victoria![]()
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
we have to search ourselves to find the spirit we once had...sometimes we just have to make a few changes...enjoyed wynter..hugss ~Victoria~ |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
As I fall victim, sacrificed once more To thoughts of long ago, in days of yore hard not to.... nicely done... |
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Twilight Myst Member
since 2001-10-04
Posts 58Just A Myst At Twilight |
As morning light horizons mask their show. When earth and sky comes to the meet of day Returning hope, for in it's certainty That each tomorrow comes without delay. ~~~~~~~~~~ This was such a wonderful read... |
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