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| Dark Poetry #1 |
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My Soulless Thoughts |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Nomadic roving placid memories of said good byes, as sweet delicious cravings of your wonders, entered within, hammering my soulless thoughts, staying a tear I held a dry eye. The words kept coming back in a short melody running through my brain, feeling the emotional stirrings escalating my tears within, wary it’s progression like a runaway train. Starting slow like climbing a steep mountain, blowing its whistle of discontent long and low, carrying tormenting echoes throughout my soul, bouncing off canyons of my fading heart far below. hysterically reaching my doorway to shut out this unseen specter locking away evidence of a mortal within so as not a creature could see, my body starting to rack with the unseen grief within me. Running full speed raking memoir wreckage inevitable. inquisitions of love said forever, torturing painful tracks of bruised nerve tissue, digesting introspection of melancholic wails inedible. Slowing reflection acknowledgments, giving no quarter to integral bounds, of mental strains binding sanity, unlocking my false contentment. Pulling the twines of facade, concealing the immeasurable suffering, smiling as I open the door, subsides the whistle of stirred memories, in the distant expiring winds. I howl a mornful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. [This message has been edited by Joel the wolf (edited 04-21-2000).] |
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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida |
joel, joel, joel. inquistion of love said forever..... man you got me with that one. you know what i always tell ya, your howl covers many miles my friend. many miles. your use of the language as your instrument is a symphony to my ears. The years teach much which the days never know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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AVANTI Senior Member
since 2000-02-02
Posts 664INDIA/MAHARASHTRA/PUNE |
joel firstly I love your signatuure i mentioned in my post but then i realised you may not go there again so, here again... this was a great poem... very well written If all was light...then I would have never learnt the dark...from which such truth evolves from which evolves the light... Avanti Rao |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Maybe over written my friends, I gave a copy to a friend, and they ask me to explane the first three words, I'll try to keep it ?? simpler, to enjoy next time. Kynder you hear the same music I do. Avnti Thank you I made ths sig when I first came to passions. it was the way I felt, I had a few in mind but this seemed ?? heart song felt. Thank you. Joel. I howl a mornful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
You know, people always tell me I should write so "obscurely"... but hey, I just write what's in my heart... I love this piece the way it is, and I surely can relate to it. I have some very "Nomadic roving memories", even if mine aren't so placid...LOL great poem, joel. Michael |
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