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Forbidden Love
Contributed by
smilin_eyes
on
Friday, 9th February 2007 @ 06:48:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Why are some feelings so intense,
yet transient?
Why does my heart leap on starry nights,
when the moon is a crescent?
Why do oddysies start,
when they are tragedies to be meant?
Why do lips move so involuntarily,
saying a prayer...wishing a desire very fervent?
Why did life suddenly seem so sweet
when it was only her scent?
Why did my body regain its warmth
when a scintillating smile she sent?
Why do my eyes don't shed a tear,
when my heart, a painful story presents?
Why did you...oh wrethched wind, blow the leaves of my heart,
without my consent?
Why did the leaves of my heart get stuck,
in a tree of a forbidden tenant?
And WHY is it that when I was going to blame it all on the wind,
it stealthily WENT...
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smilin_eyes
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2007-02-09 18:48:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Forbidden Love
(User Rating: 1 ) by SilverMercury on
Friday, 9th February 2007 @ 08:01:16 PM AEST (User
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I like the rhyme scheme. :) |
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Re: Forbidden Love
(User Rating: 1 ) by myheartsvoice on
Friday, 9th February 2007 @ 09:39:32 PM AEST (User
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Why did the leaves of my heart get stuck,
in a tree of a forbidden tenant? This line is quite amazing. Love the anology of it. you write well, very sincere and convincing. Nicely done.
myheartsvoice
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Re: Forbidden Love
(User Rating: 1 ) by feralpen on
Saturday, 10th February 2007 @ 07:13:34 PM AEST (User
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Good imagery and strong emotion carry your poem along nicely. The tone is definate and positive in conviction even as it asks poignant questions. I think your answers lie within, I think your poetry allows you to look for them. |
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