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Silence

We laughed
frolicking in gutteral tones
lingering in the moonlight.
We kissed
embracing love anew
eager to explore our new lives.
I cried
sobbing, my body wrenched in despair
your arms too reluctant to comfort me.
You withdrew
Sitting in on many a lonely night
Invisible to each other in the same room.
We exist
Living each day the same as before
in a deafening, emotional
Silence

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I know the honeymoon period doesn't last forever, but I feel so alone in this relationship sometimes...

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  • PurpleSky
    September 29

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    one day I hope that silence can be broken awww such a sad write from you. I hope you are doing better these days and as for the poetry it is well done as usual
    huggles
    Lena


  • Dreamana
    July 13, 2008

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    This, of all places to be, is maybe one of the worst. That void created once something has died pulls you apart. You really have a talent for making your readers feel for you.


  • Congruence
    April 2, 2008

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    This is very good - again, you have broke the piece up - it defines each section as a stage and a set of emotions, very sad, and has avery sad ending.

    I would have called it 'Emotional Silence' - because i think that is a really good phrase.

    i like the thought put into the layout and sentence structure.

    This is a really well written piece.

    xxxx


  • Doctorfaustus
    April 1, 2008
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    Hello stranger


  • weewatto
    November 26, 2007

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    Know how that feels, don't suppose there's many who don't unfortunately. Agree with Emile, I love the way your poems sometimes draw you in smiling and gentle, then sock you right in the chops.

    Fear not my sweet, Wentworth will be yours, and Johnny will be mine, someday hon, someday. Only thing is, after six months, they'll probably be exactly the same!!!! s again


  • Cocoa Bubbles
    November 22, 2007

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    I like the poem, but not the point...


    • NurseHayley
      November 22, 2007
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      Me too hun.... me too...

      What I get for shacking up with a career boy I guess


  • Emile
    November 22, 2007

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    very good

    Like a moth to a flame you seduce us with the heat of you words and then fizzle out to a sad finish with feelings of incomplete. Your feelings come through strong and straight from the heart where most good poetry is born. A very moving and heart felt poem, thought provoking yet gentle.

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