As I lay on barren floor
Eyes dreaming of past years
I find myself sitting at the corner
Of hanging cliff
The words you’d spoken
Beautifully filled with deceit
The love you once claimed
Oh so skillfully you’d written
On the sheets of pearls
I lay beneath sparkling rays
Highlighting diamonds sprinkled
On letters of yesterdays
Hugging me with silks of past
Soft and luscious
Perfect sentences formed
Dipped in lying ink bleeding
From your blackened rosy heart
Language of untainted lilies
Flowering in the midst of a mirage
You proficiently created
Trapped in the cage of broken love
Chained with undying pain
Tears shedding cold blood
In every drop, clipping away
My tired wings of sanity
Sitting at the rocking edge
Of cracking mountains of life
With fire blazing paths
Blackened clouds lost the silver lining
Pouring icicles dripping supple kisses
Once you and I had collected
For the memories to be cherished
Letters of yesterdays still I hold on to
Though they are slipping through my fingers
Like a painfully gorgeous autumn
Dried sparkling diamonds in my eyes
Now refuse to leave my blinded sight
With the times of you and I
Creating a memorable falsehearted history
But only for me to read to learn
In exchange for tears sold for pennies
Letters of yesterdays
Here is last of you I open to read
Once more I get to feel
The blazing winter filled with lying words
Breaking my heart into little pieces
Letters of yesterdays…
Part of my now barren life
Waiting for the rain
To pour down
Washing away the sprinkled vocabulary
Leaving for me to write
New letters of future
Filled with language so pure
Dipped in the warm ink of love
That sparkles my eyes
With tears of smiles
So I could read sitting once again
The letters of yesterdays
With no more you and I ‘s
Author notes
Option # 3 - Just looking back at love I once thought was all mine that made me smile but it was only to shed more tears hidden in future
In a list
A contest entry
- Self-reflection: Write to your past OR choose an option by we lit a flame.
600 points, ended February 8, 2008, 41 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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it is funny how words can hold so much and hide it at the same time or is it the way in which the are placed that make them sound so sweet. keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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This got a...
Whoa! Out of me. This a beautifully sad poem. I just wish you didn't have to feel this way and write such beauty.
I don't know how I missed this poem before. But the title caught my eye. This is one for the middle of the book so save it out. Also take "Freak Show" for the middle. There's our two middles.
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Thanks
its okay, life is still beautiful... like my dad says you see whether glass half filled or half empty, is up to us - there is beauty even behind painful tears, we just need to find that hidden beauty ... saved for the project... let me run to the next one on the list 
... thanks again buddy for all your help... can't say enough times... take care Minoo
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Excellent write Dear I just entered this words came lol. Good luck in the contest. RedwingSpirit
Sincerely your
friend 
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Thanks Sweetheart
Cara hun what can I say... I'm running out of vocabulary you don't give me a chance to even refer my dictionary to look up new words to use that can suffice to thank you ... stop it!, I mean don't stop lol - you know how you say stop it but you don't really want others to stop, that's what I mean lol ... appreciate your constant support and comment... got to love the yahooing applauds... take care my sweet chipmunk friend
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