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Love is Dead, No Longer to be Reborn
Contributed by
ingeniusidiot
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Monday, 16th June 2008 @ 10:34:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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A bud blossoms under twilight’s moon
As dreams of love fly upon angel’s wing
For it is a love forever young that shall never feel Death’s sting
A love so pure dances to a different drum a different tune
Moments after opening its petals to evening’s light
Love’s song escapes upon the wind
As angel’s wings catch fire lovers’ dreams to Hell they send
And the petals turn from crimson hue to black as night
Love is like the rain from a passing storm having been trapped in a jar
As it falls from the garden shelf and shatters
As it dries and evaporates everything in life no longer matters
And with its final breath it makes a wish upon the last shooting star
2008
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ingeniusidiot
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2008-06-16 22:34:13] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Love is Dead, No Longer to be Reborn
(User Rating: 1 ) by deadwriter on
Tuesday, 17th June 2008 @ 12:36:35 AM AEST (User
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This is another great piece Rich. The last two lines are so powerful.
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Re: Love is Dead, No Longer to be Reborn
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 17th June 2008 @ 01:18:18 AM AEST (User
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very powerful and very good |
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Re: Love is Dead, No Longer to be Reborn
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_K on
Tuesday, 17th June 2008 @ 06:32:09 AM AEST (User
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A beautiful write. Wonderful imagery..
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Re: Love is Dead, No Longer to be Reborn
(User Rating: 1 ) by recklessguy on
Tuesday, 17th June 2008 @ 08:08:57 AM AEST (User
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I am confused with the title and the poem.
The title says love is dead. The poem has reflection and under currents of a love or friendship lost or a forbidden type of love.I might be off base but the title and poem do not say the same thing to me.
It is a good poem dude.
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