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distant thoughts
Contributed by
wordsy
on
Tuesday, 27th May 2003 @ 02:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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There are thoughts that seem to leave me
In a distant sort of mind
Ideas that seldom seem to fit
With others of their kind
Like dreams we never finish
Or the stories we never tell
Like all the ones that’s left me wondering
At the end do never fail
And the words that find me wandering
Through the idleness there is in rhyme
Or seeking perhaps, a prose’s ponderence
in search of perfect time
Or weavings woven wondrously
In seamless thread is sown
That’s kept within a sulking heart
Whose beauty’s never known
And the wordings of a wounded one
Of their discord and discontent
That’s wound around about their anger
Where their brooding souls are bent
And the pleas that seem to plague us
From those now trodden down
Whose journey sought to find the truth
In lies their findings bound
To leave us all in desperate need
Our weavings, worded want
To heal our wounds from which we bleed
And free these thoughts that haunt.
Copyright ©
wordsy
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2003-05-27 02:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: distant thoughts
(User Rating: 1 ) by UnleashedFuture on
Tuesday, 27th May 2003 @ 02:22:24 AM AEST (User
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I love the concept. I've just started writing not long ago so this is really a learning experience for me. |
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Re: distant thoughts
(User Rating: 1 ) by venkat on
Tuesday, 27th May 2003 @ 05:25:17 AM AEST (User
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Brilliant write.. venkat |
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Re: distant thoughts
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ilhar on
Tuesday, 27th May 2003 @ 08:13:05 AM AEST (User
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words that have been woven well, make a beautiful tapestry like this poem.
Shari |
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