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Crimson Leaves

Contributed by Ruby2sdy on Wednesday, 26th July 2006 @ 05:17:54 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



The leaves fall; such beauty in death,
But their shades of burning gold hide so much regret,
Littered streets of crimson, scattered once with love,
Now hold nothing but shadows, too much was not enough,
This world once full of beauty, seems to fade before my eyes,
I just wish that you would answer this soul that only cries,
Each tear falls for you, onto a floor paved with broken glass,
As I think of moments sacred, of moments long left in the past,
The wonder of sleep eludes me, these pillows are made of stone,
This bed just doesn’t feel right when you’re lying in it alone,
I drift between two worlds, carried along the divide,
As my emotions drown me, caught within the tide,
If only thoughts could cover distance, find their way to you,
Then with the sunlight, our love could start, anew.




Copyright © Ruby2sdy ... [ 2006-07-26 17:17:54]
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Re: Crimson Leaves (User Rating: 1 )
by jerseysue on Wednesday, 26th July 2006 @ 05:33:15 PM AEST
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I can really relate to this poem. When my husband died, I would have walked heaven and earth , just to be with him again. If only dreams could come true. Lovely words, bittersweet , but so lovely. Sue x


Re: Crimson Leaves (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Wednesday, 26th July 2006 @ 11:20:03 PM AEST
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The pain of losing someone most dear, is kin to my every thought.. I feel your pain my friend..
and hope that someday, yours subsides~

Prayers and hope of a better day, to you~
Sincerely
..

Billy


Re: Crimson Leaves (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 27th July 2006 @ 07:43:15 PM AEST
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This is beautiful, so much 2 see in ones heart, u reveal and write so skillfuly. and never lose touch of the essence of either the good or the bad that comes from love. great feeling you portray in your little works of poetic artistry.


Ben


Re: Crimson Leaves (User Rating: 1 )
by Brasco on Thursday, 27th July 2006 @ 09:01:24 PM AEST
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You have the gift, beautiful write!




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