Open Poetry #36 |
choosing not to love |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Who knew love would come so swift? Not on angel, but devilish wings, It held them tight, full of passion, And unexplored desires, They cared for each other greatly, Their eyes held not a twinkle of remorse, And for each other they gave up their love, So that the others around them can live on, Keeping this love a secret, He cried many nights, And she left him knowing she left her heart, Darkness has made itself welcomed, Were only pearly whites had been, One heart now became two, And two will become four as they move forward, Reminiscing about the love they shared, They are left to wonder if the choice was right, And then there is silenceā¦ I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
loved the ending good write |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
I know this moment well. Nice capture. -MVS You CAN make a difference, but first you should learn how: http://educate-yourself.org/intro.shtml |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Thanks for your response. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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Sharksbean Member
since 2005-09-25
Posts 368jax |
this was sad. thanks for sharing this. -may the force be with you in poetry |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"And then there is silence."....nice...James |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
A difficult choice, it seems. Enjoyed the write, Xeonox. |
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