A grasp of faith was not enough
to hold you by my side
and now that you're gone
no tears please what i feel
My eyes seem injected with teargas
as a pure liquid falls down my face
refreshing my tired old body
i've followed you through too many places.
Wounds burnt because of the bitter silver
under the moonlight, in the wilderness i fall
and its that pain, what keeps me living
for i know i feel something, after all.
Warmth falls in pieces, it makes me shiver
a blank coldness takes me for a ride
dark palaces i visited, alone in my mind
dreamed for days, now that you're gone.
A contest entry
- TEARS are like treasures-- by Purush.
450 points, ended March 6, 2008, 13 entries
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all the best
an ode the beloved!
good write with feel from the 'pained' heart.
all the best in my contest
"Warmth falls in pieces, it makes me shiver
a blank coldness takes me for a ride
dark palaces i visited, alone in my mind
dreamed for days, now that you're gone."
beautiful read and re read!!!
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Well thanks a lot!
i havent written in a long while, so i was concerned i might be all rusty.
thanks for the encouragement, i really needed it
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