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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland 
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So life is the game, I do not know what my objective is So I am forlorn to my actions My new and exciting foresight to the middle For middles are the greatest lengths And in my time I seen the apple She sees my face an apple red She loves another in my stead So I cry and so I ramble on and on until I’m dead With winds that cast us cold We seek to find a wisdom old From which all knowledge does unfold Such knowledge seems not ever showing For all knowledge takes time for growing Let not ye who hears or reads Be seen as wise in all beliefs For only he who truly sees Can tell what was and so what is Let not thee greave for deaths embrace For it is the end of quick confusion Let only for thine mind to be free from tricks The touch of skin, the taste of wine, the scent of lovers For they are but the chains that bind thee Let free your understandings before thee die And thou shalt become a bird of the open cage Neither held by time or spoken words Given the gift of infinities embrace A life more full of transcendent mind For without distraction of other senses thou willst not live, but be till end of time And be the parts of all the universe Stretching bounds that nye can tell But in this realm rules may be well So different and confusing time will take For all unknowns are forever fake Until it’s seen by those who witness its fruition So ‘till then make no long face Thou must not greave for deaths embrace Fear not my queen of loves For we are one soul and so we shall be in death We will be as no other living thing compares For as time true our love has been We shall never find ourselves a distance My mind is with yours and yours with mine We are as the tread be twined Shorter as the thread be twisted Yet stronger all the wile We shall make the needles eye For we are humble you and I And when we take the final journey We will find ourselves a smile For we shall wait for end of time Just as we waited for to die [This message has been edited by themute (05-24-2006 06:45 PM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I cannot even begin to pick out my favorite lines in this, there are so many. I guess it will take several readings to fully savor the flavor of it, so I'm saving it, to read again later. I am enjoying reading you, as you always have interesting poetry. And somehow, I am already way behind on those sonnets! LOL Please keep that muse busy. |
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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
thank you midnight you are my favorite friend poet and so you can find the other sonnets, one is on the corner pub. [This message has been edited by themute (05-25-2006 08:46 PM).] |
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