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dhuron Member
since 2000-03-19
Posts 476 |
I see her, In the shadows illuminated by that eternal candle I am drawn to her Looking back, I see the world in chaos. Overrun by corruption, People isolated. I look at my life Insignifigant; Untouched, alone Only my batterd mind to turn to. I see her, In the shadows illuminated by that eternal candle I am drawn to her. The mind becomes, a breeding ground for self-destruction. As the heart weakness, and the soul fades. I move closer to her No reasons to turn back Pain overcomes the essence, and shatters the soul. I see her, In the shadows illuminated by that eternal candle I am drawn to her. I walk forward, on the dark road; alone. Light behind me, only the calming darkness in front. Flashbacks, embarassment siezes my being All the memories of forlornness demand the capitulation of my sanity I see her, in the shadows illuminated by that eternal candle I am drawn to her My body and soul move closer to the sister of hades; Death A welcoming site I leave everything behind ready to cross over, to leave the agony, the agony of Isloation I see her In the shadows illuminanted by that eternal candle I am drawn to her Halfway, Between realities My name is called By a gathering New faces, unfamiliar yet captivating Wanting my return and offerings of understandment and true friendship I see her fading back into the shadows Moving away from me I am still drawn In the middle, I move toward Death The gathering expresses their concern Four voices rise above, Turning back I see the four yearning for my return My heart and soul weep happiness, at last I see her fading back into the shadows Moving away from me I no longer desire I abandon my search for Death, and go back 1 Pain begining to leave as I look into their eyes and see joy The gathering restore my soul and mind but the four restore my vacant heart; making it whole and making my pain vanish into the shadows. The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, not the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship." --Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Zunera Junior Member
since 2000-03-29
Posts 30Pakistan |
Dear passion fellow; Your poem has Excellent Expression and a Beautiful scheme of words. I loved it. Keep posting more of such stuff. Take Care & Keep up the good work. Zunera. |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
This is very good dhuron !! |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Daniel great work!! I was 'drawn' to this piece like a moth to the light. Wonderful  There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Dhuron~ This made me feel sad.....I'm not even sure why. I guess I wonder if he was happy with his choice? Or sad that he had the choice to make.....-SEA |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
the passion flowed, I learned from it Isn't that the wonderful thing about reading? Kathleen |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Excellent Daniel. . .it's hard to be there isn't it? BTW, I finally finished your challenge poem, it's in Open, hope that you like it. . . -------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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