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| Dark Poetry #1 |
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Unforgiven |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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UNFORGIVEN Walking in the shadows Of the cemetery trees, The wind blows briskly at my back, Leaving me ill at ease. As if gently pushing me from this place, This place I hold so dear; Towards the darkness of a midnight sun, One I can only fear. I feel the eyes upon me, Of the dead, of the alive. Alas, there is no real difference, In sooth, I can contrive. Except in walking amongst the dead, There's truth in what they give; The solace of memory, The only strength with which I live. Passing days in the "real" world, The world of deceit, Lives are based on lies and greed While trampled beneath their feet; Emotions, tender as love's first touch, Slowly turn to calloused scars, Buried dreams and betrayed trust, Besought wishes on fallen stars. And Passion, sweet Passion, what of thy love? Long did I burn with thee. I hold high the candle to the wind Which ripped thy love from me. Blind to the cracks of dead ambition Creeping across a stone wrought face. Forcing myself to believe I never really believed In love, in God, or grace. For, alas, the sorrow of my sins I never shall atone. For all I've wronged in life, in love, By all eyes I stand alone. With every piercing stare A shred of life so shrilly riven From a soul which dies now as it lived, Unloved and unforgiven. Too tired to even raise a fist To curse a crooked sky. I walk the shadowed pathway, To a wind sung lullaby. Along the precipice, weak and foggy, Laying down by the rose-willow. Tonight I sleep in hell, alas, The earth is just my pillow. As the voice of Night engulfs me And I seem to drift away, As all things precious and dear to me Within my head slowly decay; Culminating in the solstice Of a newborn child's first breath, Where all joy and fulfillment found in life I may only derive from death. Michael Anderson [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 03-07-2000).] |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Michael this is lovely writing and be assured that God will forgive you and he will take you in his arms and love you for he loves all of us the same. Someday you will want to give your heart again and it will be their for you to give. James |
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Artur Hawkwing Member
since 1999-06-30
Posts 444USA |
Life can be pretty unforgiving as I see it too. I liked this a lot. |
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X Angel Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521Oregon |
YOU have an awesome vocabulary my friend  Wonderful poem.....fate can be a cruel *&^%$ BUT! BUT! you can rise above it and move on..keep writing these wonderfully tragic pieces and eradicate the hurt from your heart. I honestly feel that writing something down makes it hurt less Hope it works for you too hun!*hug* ~X~ Vivian Greene ~It is not our circumstances that create our discontent or contentment. It is us.~ |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
A perfect "10" on my score card. |
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Michael
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
James, I know God will and already has forgiven me. Even on my darkest days I see His light and I know His love is the one love that will never fail. Thank you for speaking to this cause though, it says much about the man you are. Artur, life can be just that....I know. x-Angel, you have a pretty good vocabulary yourself... What does eradicate mean anyway? ...LOL Thank you Sweets, for the hug...I needed one. writing out the pain most assuredly does help, also. Danny - nothing's ever perfect - but I am humbled by the comment...thank you. Michael |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
And Passion, sweet Passion, what of thy love? Long did I burn with thee. I hold high the candle to the wind Which ripped thy love from me. Blind to the cracks of dead ambition Creeping across a stone wrought face. Forcing myself to believe I never really believed In love, in God, or grace. For, alas, the sorrow of my sins I never shall atone. For all I've wronged in life, in love, By all eyes I stand alone. With every piercing stare A shred of life so shrilly riven From a soul which dies now as it lived, Unloved and unforgiven. ---------- the emotions in this one tear at my heart... as always...I STILL BELIEVE...as do you... its all we have to go on...jm ...every moment of every day... your still with me in every way. every poem and song... every rhyme and verse... your still here...like a beautiful curse. janet marie |
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danni Senior Member
since 1999-11-20
Posts 688wisconsin |
this brought me back to the lowest i have ever felt. thank God i am not there now.(though not yet as far from there as i would like to be). you have such an incredible talent for expressing yourself. and as trite as this must sound by now, it will get better. if it did for me, it will for you. o.k. blah,blah,blah....that's enough!  to the point, yet another masterful piece.i love too much, and not enough. |
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paulsm Junior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 48 |
Micheal, God will forgive you but you must also forgive yourself my man. A powerful poem, I loved it. Paul Slow Down, stop to smell the roses and stroll through the garden of life, it will be a more pleasurable experience. I think of you always Honey XXXOOO. |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Forgiveness is over-rated. I know it sounds harsh, but get over it. Forgiveness is merely a path to closure. It's symbolic rather than actual. A cleansing that can be bypassed by getting "on" with life. Don't waste the precious moments searching for an ideal that isn't even necessary. Live and love, laugh and learn. If you stumble along the way, or even if you're tripped, get up, wipe your pants off and move along... there's a line formaing behind you, and I hate traffic jams. |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
lol @ Chris's Traffic jam. Forgivness comes from only one place..inside you. (probably what chris means by getting up and moving forward). Once you forgive yourself for leaping without really looking, then you can move forward. Remember you are human and as such are entitled to make mistakes. |
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Flame Junior Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 34Tennessee |
You write so extremely well..so much talent.. |
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Michael
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
danni, I can't imagine feeling much lower than this myself....hopefully thinds will have a brighter aspect soon. LOL at the blah blah blah! paulsm, Indeed. Christopher, your point of view is always appreciated...LOL Can't help but love ya, bud. and I forgive you. Marilyn, you much braver than I am to even try to access what Chris means - or justify it...LOL Forgiveness comes in time - or forgetting...hopefully both will in this case. Flame, ditto that! Michael |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
Forcing myself to believe I never really believed In love, in God, or grace. This is an incredible line. Pain filled and toucing. Very nice. Jannel "I'm just saying that we've mistaken one for thousands of words, and for that mistake I've caused you such pain that I damn that word." -10000 Maniacs "Jezebel" |
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