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My Eyes are Open in a Field of Withered Daisies

Contributed by youknowwho on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 06:07:42 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I've missed you when my eyes are closed,
they are open to me now
I feel most at ease when the season's changing,
when each autumn leaf has kissed the ground;

It's bitterly cold inside,
my lungs feel full of the new day
All the flowers have decayed into fragments of my memory,
and i am thinking of you
and all of your fluttering philosophies;

Your whispers were never louder than a buzzing in my ear,
to tell me that we were never really here nor there,
only existent;

You once said to me "all the flames of my past have dimmed",
it is better to let go of that lingering,
Rather than dwell upon
what it used to mean;

Lying in a field of withered daisies was never so beautiful,
it was raining but my sentiment was impermeable
The raindrops fell in succession from the curls at the tips of your hair,
your fingertips felt like rapture upon my skin,
your lips were wet with a splendor that most will never taste;

I don't want to watch you walk away,
it kills me when you say "you make me happy",
you said, "we are so small out here".




Copyright © youknowwho ... [ 2004-10-31 18:07:42]
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Re: My Eyes are Open in a Field of Withered Daisies (User Rating: 1 )
by savedbydeath on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 06:23:30 PM AEST
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aww!such a beautiful poem,no worries we all get through this type of problem,thats what i'm doing right now,and he promised he'd be here everytime i walked through the door,now when i walk in the door i dont see him,great poem,keep up the great work

savedbydeath


Re: My Eyes are Open in a Field of Withered Daisies (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 31st October 2004 @ 09:43:08 PM AEST
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brilliant and well written. i loved it.


Re: My Eyes are Open in a Field of Withered Daisies (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Thursday, 2nd December 2004 @ 04:53:10 PM AEST
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Put your punctuation inside your quotation marks and this will be a perfect write.
Why haven't I discovered your poetry sooner?
Stitch




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