Open Poetry #39 |
Without a Trace |
Refugee Member
since 2006-08-04
Posts 97 |
Without a trace she vanishes from sight O what a misfortune to me befalls To spend even one lost and lonely night With naught to love but these transparent walls My cross to bear if there ever should be A sacrifice for the pain that is mine Would that I could change these things before me Enemy stoic death from hands of time Not a trace nor word spoken of leaving Veiled she is in some mind numb part of me Placed there at the moment of the cleaving To remain this way forever shall be My one hope is to continue to yearn For one day to grace me with her return |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Welcome, Refugee! You write well of love's illusion. |
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*wishfull*thinking* Junior Member
since 2006-09-03
Posts 33north east of england |
well done and welcome to piptalk keep up the good work *wishfull*thinking* previously know as poise and rationality and sins and tragdegies but long story |
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Refugee Member
since 2006-08-04
Posts 97 |
Thank you for the welcome and the kindness... |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
When you can say, I don't want her to return, she is free...James |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Not without a trace is she her echo lingers on in thee... *hugs* |
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