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Life Through Pages (1st version)
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Life Through Pages (1st version) |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
Iam going through this life, This is my love, This is my life, This life has taught me everything, Iam going through these changes, Every page I write down, On this book, I see a reason why? A season changes too, Yet, This is life, Yet, This is life, My love, This is my life, This is my heart, My heart longing for this second chance, Iam going through this heart, This heart of mine, My life belongs to me, I swear, It won't break As long as it stays, With me Life through pages, Like a rain falling down, On me, Iam calling upon the stars, Let it be, Life through this road, Right now, Iam walking towards my home, Finding my love To my heart, To my home, Life's not only one same anymore, Life is not only thing to share, I keep calling your name, When I find a place To hide away, This's my heart, My heart to tell you everything, Yet this is life, To follow my heart away, Find a way to home, Life through pages..... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
VanDana~ So nice to see your lovely poetic thoughts this day~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
When I say I find this interesting I actually mean it It is far deeper that it looks and Yes I like it and can feel with it Bodger |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
It comes to me, this sweet melody stirred softly on gentle wind. I hear the spirit of wild inside {tambourines echo through night’s silence} Dark eyes still pierce my soul when breezes stir this ballet of trees. Flames flicker, memories silhouette still burns images traced in desires hold. Tonight the stars dance {a sway of lovers song} in their own rhythm divine and again I am entranced, mesmerized by the sound of your gypsy lullaby. I believe this book, of YOUR life would be as wonderful a read as is this poem. This is my new favorite of yours sweetie. Well done! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed....James |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
Very much enjoyed. Patricia |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I see a young girl her ragged dog-earred notebook in front of her, some pages bearing a dusty fingerprint or two... as she leafs through her book, assesses the long ago written words from an old love, who hasn't been forgotten... remembered, in blue or India ink... and a smudge, here or there, where a teardrop fell... remembering... Vandana... I like this poem very much. Can you tell? |
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