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The Epic Minor

I placed my feet upon the sands
but they slip away so easily
why is it that, through life
sand is an essence that which we tread
consitently
consitently we tread to perhaps find a bed
a place to slumber amongst the falling leaves
and then it snows
a purer form of sand falling from Heaven herself
and so I wander it
in search of someone, whom I have lost
a Rose trapped within a vase
A Dirty Diamond covered in coal
oh...what a Lovely face
so frail and young, so easily hurt
who am I to love her so tenderly
so sweetly, so softly and passionatly
her touch on my skin is that of snow
a cooling touch that calms me, refreshes me
such sorrow that with parting goes
unknowing and unwilling, oh lover
what days behold the crystal seems
that cling onto my dreams
draping curtains over the light
they can not see just yet
not yet
but, once they do
rejoice will they
for my darling and I will be bonded
no song will depict such tapestries
no poems soothing words will save us
for we will be the song
we will be the poem
we will be the essence that is created
when soul and soul combine
when love and life join together and find
that no matter how many demons pursue us
an angel will be there waiting at our front door
awaiting our return. returning our love with hers
and a poor man am I  so poor
not one ring can I buy for her
but I do not see why we put love in a ring
love is eternal, it is the soul
what man made item has a right to say it is love
and so, instead a ring, I will give her more love
no matter what words that come from her, that touch the air
so gracefully with chords of angel harps accompaning it
I will give her love, for it is all that makes me, and it is what makes who I am
if I were to die the next day, my soul, in love, would stay with her
for I never want to leave her.

I would spend an eternity in hell
to spend a life time with her
for what would life be like without her
I only have thoughts of future times
what is it like to be with her
weak and frail
would it be like being born again
a newborn child waking up to see the first light
oh hallelujeah, Heaven is a place on earth indeed
heaven without her is not heaven, so either the Lord let her in
or damn me to hell with her. and if she is in heaven and I am not
then thank you God for giving her the joy and happiness she so rightfully deserves
that I was unable to give
for her, I have the strength to carry her when she feels pain
to catch her when she falls
to be her breath
to be the one who wipes away her tears
her joy, her love....
I am not a selfish man...but when it comes to love
I only ask to be with her...forever...
however...no matter what pain I must feel,
if her being happy means, removing me from her life
I will unflinchingly accept, and be off.
though it will pain me that I can not have her
I would rather see her smile....her beautiful smile radiate across the sky
her smile is what makes my sun rise, and fall, it is what makes it rain, and snow,
it is what makes my world revolve
it is what keeps me alive when the winter sets in upon my soul
these words...I say them in love
I say them...with the passion of my heart, and the eternalness my soul
there will never be enough words, no matter how many poems or songs or stories I write
I don't believe I will ever be able to show her how much I truelly love her
I hope to show her in marriage, and with the love that God has blessed us with, that he has graced us with
and so, for now, I sweetly slumber underneath a blanket of stars
I...knowing...that it is her dreams, her life, that keeps them up there for me to gaze
to give me something...to look forward to

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  • MysticalRayne
    January 3, 2008

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    This is beautiful and very touching - I would say she was a very lucky lady to have that type of love - best of luck in the contest


  • Perfectly Imperfect
    December 10, 2007

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    This is a beautiful piece of writing, I love the depth and imagery behind your words Well done and thank you for entering x

  • Liquid memories
    December 9, 2007
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    thank you for sharing this epic with me. success in the contest.


  • Blooming Poet
    December 6, 2007

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    Wonderful, yet sad

    I love the imagery in this poem. When your talking about life and sand in the beggining, do you mean life or love slips through your grip? I like that you relate snow to sand, never thought of that, but its beautiful. When you say a rose in a vase, you know that reminds me of Beauty and the Beast. Not saying you are a beast.I also find it amazing that you can see all the ways and things that bond you, it is very romantic, but yet sad at the same time. When you mention a ring. May I say if a women really loves someone the money and bling should not matter a bit. You seem so determined to always be with her in this poem. another note you may think you can't tell a women how you truly feel, but sometimes you don't have to say anything, women can see right through silient lips. best of luck to you. is this true?


  • MysticalxMari
    November 2, 2007

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    This was so deep. The compassion of love bleeds all over the paper in which every word sketched upon it tells how much you truly care for her. The comparison with god and love bring out a drastic affect that make only one feel like love is forever true.

    Beautiful write!
    <3 Mari


  • Lislaine
    November 2, 2007
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    love

    welcome to allpoetry... i loved this piece so much... so much about love...


  • Celticpoet silver member
    November 2, 2007

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    Incredible

    That one so young should have access to such knowledge!..such vision impresses the hell out of me!...an old soul perhaps..revisiting old haunts and gifted with an ability that belies your years...a remarkable poem that shows true depth of feeling and a romantic heart..well done!...Dan


  • sidewinder silver member
    November 2, 2007

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    words found throu romance touching within that breath ...where the heart flutters.
    yet leaving one within a memory!
    Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
    Bill


    • Fedrizzi
      November 2, 2007
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      haha, indeed good sir, thank you for your support, and the comment, I hope to read more of your works soon, have a good day.

  • Fedrizzi
    November 2, 2007
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    commenting my self here, this is more over some shakespearen'ish bit on my part, its more over an inner thought, lol


  • AshliiAsphyxiation
    November 2, 2007

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    wow.. very long.
    The use of Epic in your title was.. well.
    Wow.
    Yeah. exactly to the point.
    Bravo.
    Great write.
    A little off in places, but all in all, a great write, a great message.

    • Fedrizzi
      November 2, 2007
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      haha yes long, but thank you for your time in reading it, glad you enjoyed it (^.^) and also, thank you for your opinion, I hope you enjoy my pieces as I mature in the literature world

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