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Passerby
Contributed by
bubble
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Sunday, 2nd August 2009 @ 09:39:20 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Who shall remember our souls,
When the sun lowers its spark?
Who shall remember our roar,
When all is succumbed in the dark?
The Earth will remember
For we've walked on its hidden paths,
Giving us warmth and shelter
Whenever we slept on the silky grass.
The wind will remember
For our whispers he carried so long,
Whispers of love, of resentement,
Whispers of our life's song.
The sky will remember
Cloudy or clear,
Dim or brightened
By sun's mighty spears.
The night will remember
Full of shadows and myth.
Millions of pixies on black canvas
Dance in heaven's abyss.
Time sprays its dust
Over our fickle flame,
As eyes open with thirst
Most closed shall remain.
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bubble
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2009-08-02 09:39:20] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Passerby
(User Rating: 1 ) by elle on
Sunday, 2nd August 2009 @ 10:16:09 AM AEST (User
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a longest lesson, ever learning. . . yes we are passer-byers. nice piece :) elle |
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Re: Passerby
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_K on
Sunday, 2nd August 2009 @ 11:42:48 AM AEST (User
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Interesting thoughts.. very profound write.
I love it!!
Jenni |
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