In an instant all will be gone
My mind rushes with memories
That you have forgotten
My heart aches for your touch
But I know that it is long gone
And what I want will never be
My heart pours with pain
It spills out my thoughts
That will never be said
As silent as a dove I lay
My eyes tearing over
My time has come
My breathing slows down
And my last glance at you
I will forever hold in my heart
You are my last goodbye
I am letting go
Of the emotional attachment I hold
I fly with the wind to the unknown
Higher and higher I go
Through the silver clouds
To the stars I swim
Blinking eternily down at the Earth
Held in you heart till we meet again...
Author notes
mcr
A contest entry
- Love is the slowest form of suicide... by Yours-To-Have.
500 points, ended March 22, 2007, 79 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - 14 to 18 ages enter your best prewrite Judged by RedwingSpirit.
700 points, ended January 7, 2008, 36 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - ...Suicide (cutting)... by xXsoulxcollectorXx.
450 points, ended February 28, 2008, 49 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So...
Comments
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To the stars I swim
Blinking eternily down at the Earth
Held in you heart till we meet again...
loved those lines!!!thank you for entering the contest!!! -
Excellent write thank you very much for entering this into my contest I wish you the best of luck
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Great write
Fantastic write. this write show wonderful imagination and depth of thought of the poet. You are very talented. I love the lack of puntuation and rhyme. In this poet it worked very well because the parts of message were separated by stanza. Unique and ingenious message discovery as the reader's eyes move from stanza to stanza. If you are not careful you'll get confused, as I did my first reading. This poem carries more than one message, it just depends on the live the reader has lead what and how many messages they discover.
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Beautiful
You bring a new way to dying! You, as sucide should be said, is a way to let go and to be free. To kill yourself on your own terms is a sad thing, but it is a emotion help! Thanks!
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