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Not To Be Forgotten

Remember me when I am dead...
for it is me...
whom stayed devoted to you
like no other known before
Until my last breath...
I worshipped you like a God
my heart may not beat anymore
but my soul lives on in you
so when you feel a gust of wind
just know it is me
coming to whisper in your ear...
reminding you of a love
that once and always will be
memories etched in time.

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Username:SUNFLOWERS21573 / I chose option # 3

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  • Abstract Image
    November 22, 2008

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    Such a sad poem, no one want to be forgotten and i hope no one is when they pass on to the next life...good luck.


  • whispernthedark Greeters member
    October 4, 2008

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    No one wants to be forgotten, that is a horrible thought. Great write, thank you for entering the contest. Good luck.


    whisper


  • endless-lover silver member
    October 3, 2008

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    lovely write hun
    i wish you all the best in the contest
    much love and take care,

    vanna


  • PrInCeSs AnAsTaCiA
    August 23, 2008
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    beautiful imagery here, the whole piece is beautiful, thanks for entering and best of luck


  • Weetzie bat
    July 25, 2008

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    i love the message in this one. the imagery is there. and the fact that it's short but still gets the message across is great. thank you for entering my contest


  • aeolia
    July 21, 2008

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    "for it is mine ownself" -- This feels really awkward. Perpaps you mean "mine own self" ("my own self" is acceptable, too, and less forcibly archaic), or maybe "it is I." Try not to force archaism; if you struggle too much with it, don't do it, at least not yet. Go read some Renaissance writings, note the conventions, and try the style when you're familiar with it. If you ever need any help, feel free to send me a message.

    "whom stayed devoted to you" -- who.

    A lot of this felt cliche, and honestly, I've seen this type of poem all over the place. It's like your average poem in newspaper obituaries, except less polished. I do applaud you for the effort and relatability factor, though.

    I'm wondering why you gave up the archaic diction of the first two lines in favour of modern, bland diction. For aesthetic reasons, you may wish to keep it consistent. Also, this feels like it lacks an author; naturally, it does have one, but any original, powerful presence that could have been here was muted by all the conventions of "I'm dead and looking over you" poetry and a lack of poetic devices.

    -hiraeth

    PS: Let me know if you edit. I'd love to see this polished.


  • peridotPixi
    June 12, 2008

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    i really love the detials you have put into this wonderful poem, i love how you are the wind coming to whisper in an ear, its a beautiful poem with a great flow keep up the wonderful writing, ~Amy


  • Keith
    March 16, 2008

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    Good poem, though I'm not sure of the syntax of "It is thine ownself who stayed devoted to you" Should it not be "mine ownself?" Anyway, the whole thing is quite effective.
    You might care to read the original. It's a WW2 poem by Keith Douglas called Simplify Me When I'm Dead. He was killed in Normandy in 1944.

    http://website.lineone.net/~nusquam/simplify.htm

    Thanks for entering.

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