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Soulmate

Seeing in those eyes that are always with you
Ongoing, endless, undescribable depth of meaning
Until you no longer can resist...
Love that flows into you from those two deep oceans and..
Makes you see them only from a whole crowd
And forces you to realize
That you are only half, and that you are helpless and
Escaping from your life's loneliness only in those eyes

Author notes

i decided to chose the acrostic poem option.it is also free verse. what i tried to write and describe was that feeling... when you get lost in someone else knowing that you know what is there in that person because thats exactly what you have inside you and you know in your heart that no one else knows this except that person opposite you.. just because you are both one whole. and in that one second of realizing this,. you see nothing else except those two eyes that feel the same way.

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  • teddybare gold member
    April 30, 2008
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    an ode to the fibers of humanity weaving itself into our love

    i love it .. tells the tale of perfect imperfection..
    we are after all just angels with one wing who need each other to fly


  • LilyRose
    March 2, 2008

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    You have brought to light just how deep and far the soul recognizes love and unity...such a uniquely written piece that surfaced sweet touching images everlasting, very nice job.


  • CaliOkie silver member
    February 23, 2008

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    I love this poem. Don't let anyone tell you that there are no soul mates. There are and their connection transcends time and distance and when you meet yours, it will be like the world has tilted and you've fallen into each other. Everyone in the room will feel the electricity between you as soon as you do and they will know even before you. It didn't happen to me until pretty late in life, but when it did I was reborn.

    Good luck on the contest.

    CaliOkie


  • Meroza
    February 17, 2008
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    This poem is so sweet, I like it very much! Good luck in the contest sweety!


  • Tarja
    February 16, 2008

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    Soul mates are such a wonderful concept. I am not sure whether or not I believe in them though... but either way you did a lovely job with this acrostic. Good luck in the contest.

  • fraginsoul
    February 16, 2008

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    neato

    im glad you are expressing how deep the soul is and not just peoples faults and gifts that many writers praise as what makes two people need each other i liked also the water symbolism sugesting its link to everlasting and change...


  • Kathryn Bowden
    February 15, 2008

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    really nice write. I don't usually care for this style but you really put so much emotion into this. I liked it.

  • burp23
    February 15, 2008
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    Very Good!

    It reminds me of how much I love my soulmate! Kudos for you amazing poetic skills.


  • grannyeri gold member
    February 15, 2008

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    Acrostics allow one to say so much that is sometimes difficult to say in either rhyme or form poetry. Lovely way to express your self with these words.


  • sapphireangelwings
    February 15, 2008

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    Beautiful! I loved your comment almost as much as the piece. It's hard to find that connection but when it happens it blows your mind away!


  • Exit-Stage-Right
    February 15, 2008

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    Your love is such a lucky love--to have such heartfelt emotion dedicated to his goodness and understanding... I want to cry... seeing your new picture... knowing I'm so old and grey... I blossomed in the winter of my regret; my frozen bloom vanquished on the day of its inception; my faltering flower marking a nondescript tombstone smothered beneath the widblown drifts of emotional snow.

    Or it could just be I'm letting my mind sail away with some very sad Enya music.

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