Selling my soul
to, who can
bring me back to where I were.
The blaze of reminiscence
pales on my head.
The fragments of what bygone
still incinerating inside of me.
A wandering shade of voices
recollecting the tunes of the past.
"Could it back again
would it stop this pain
the phantom of a dying smile
an image of invisible yesterday
would it wake up these soulless emotions"
A blade had shed feathers
around this stormy anguish.
Followed by fading echoes
calling from nowhere.
Let it ends this undying misery
like a scratch on the old scars.
Cradling the sorrow on the rainy days
A harmony with the shouts of thunder.
Let it rains
Let it ends
Let it rains.
Author notes
How foolish we can be sometimes, when we can't feel what we got until we lose it, then the only thing will remain is memories, fading away....
Written December 16th, 2005
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wow amazing write .beautiful imagery. you have penned a wonderful expression of deep emotions here.impressive piece of work.
thanks for the read and keep up the good work. -
May I give you a standing applause...
this really spoke the truth..
Yvonne
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Good Write overall loved the phantom part...
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Excellent... two thumbs up... Brava!!!
Beautifully crafted magnificent imagery... "A blade had shed feathers
around this stormy anguish.
Followed by silent echoes
calling from nowhere." Awesome!!
Wishing you much success in all of your endeavors and a joyous Holiday Season to you and yours
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cool..
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This is sad
true though
we never realize what we have untill it's gone
most times we let go to easily
its a shame our minds work the way they do
but nice write, flowed well though I would change thwe first stanza....
Selling my soul
to, who can
bring me back to where I were.
Selling my soul,
to who can
bring me back to where I was.
Just a thought from me to you
~Waiting
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BEAUTIFUL! what a wonderful peice of work. there are some crammatical errors but i think i got it for the most part. ahh, how time's can change us.
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amen to that. Ive definitely been here before. This was a beautiful write. Made me sad but thats the best kind of poetry, the kind that speaks directly to the heart and makes you miss the love. well donw!
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Good Job
A little hard to read. Grammatical errors and it seems some words don't fit. Otherwise a good write. Memories, they can kill us. -
Outstanding
Amazing! I am speechless I really can't tell what I have to say in words! -
good
It is easy to look back with both fondness and sadness. -
your poem is fantastic I l love it! great imagery'
nice tone and wonderful flow.
thanks for the read and keep penning -
Fantastic
your poem is fantastic I l love it! -
and we hold onto those memories like our lives depend on it... never realizing that we are indeed running the blade thru the heart... these fading thoughts and pictures steal from our hearts, and tears us to shreds, bit by bit....
wow... ya i liv to much in the past... heh... and it's killing me i no... but cant ... stop... wow...
i love this alot... need to get into the present... but cant... *sigh*
beautiful!!
mushy
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