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Raw
Contributed by
crow6279
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Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 09:46:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Lines on my face...lacerated emotions
remembrance of tears shed in vain
Silent whispers quelched by design
aspirations impaled by naked truths
Trembling hands clutching at vapors
molten mists of memories evaporating
Visions accessible through blinded eyes
anguish never so compelling
Remorse and regret...pure hunger
sated by impure soul...defiled
Vulgarities incarnate...decaying
intrinsically malignant...persistent
Morals disintegrate...disperse...erode
sanctifying vanished redemption
Tortured dreams by day or night
salvation never forthcoming...suspended
Curtains fall as the crowd disperses
clapping in unison...rejoicing
Affliction averted...distress unburdened
in their stead...substituted...me
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2006-01-16 09:46:19]
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Re: Raw
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by NoSaint on
Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 09:48:10 AM AEST
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am glad you decided to share this w/ us it is very good
Shari |
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Re: Raw
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by bernard2 on
Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 10:53:12 AM AEST
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| I am pleased that you wrote this poem for YPDC as well as another list. I enjoyed my read immensely bernard2 |
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Re: Raw
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by deadheadpoet on
Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 12:43:24 AM AEST
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Just read and commented on your other post.... I loved it and this one as well....I had to read this one a couple of times to let it envelope me. I really liked the first and second stanzas....especially these lines..."Trembling hands clutching at vapors
molten mists of memories evaporating
Visions accesible through blinded eyes
anguish never so compelling"
This hit me like a brick man, good stuff. Peace to you, Laura |
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