Sleep
Glorious refuge
Hold me forever
Why can't you
Must I wake
I was dreaming
Nothing
It wasn't there
What I want
Is here
But not
It comes to me
In a field of roses
For a moment
Mine
Now no longer
In your reality
It is held
My destruction
My salvation
It doesn't come
In here anymore
My tall tale world
Becoming an empty shell
These pills
Tempting
Eternal Heaven
Eternal Hell
Does it matter
Which one
It's in neither
I must stay
To see
My shadowy Hope
Justified
No
I know better
Shouldn't hope
It willing
Wouldn't stay
Doesn't stay
Retreat
Into secretly me
To keep it
There in
My embrace
My love
My unrequited
Author notes
All Hail the Heartbreaker!!! <3
Written March 5th, 2004
A contest entry
- All hail the heartbreaker by xlostduck.
300 points, ended February 17, 2005, 14 entries
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NoikoYen, great poem, good luck in the contest and thank you for entering our contest!
(sorry for not leaving a good comment i just have no time and i am terribly sorry for mot leaving a long comment)
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All Hail The Heartbreaker!!!
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Great flow. Very unique and nice, set out in your own creative way
I honestly felt feeling in this, very much so. Well done and thanks for entering
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I thought that was great! Your simplicity speaks volumes, and i completely understand what you mean!
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Tis said........."It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all" ......but then....... but what do they know? I have read all your posted poetry, it is filled with such sadness, masking as it does other feelings. Such passion and heat can only blaze for a short while and then, through a lack of something or someone to consume, it dies. We all want to love.........Ah, such intensity, such vibrance and meaningful life, despoiled at times by a lack of response. As a poet who has loved and lost.........but never been afraid to love again........... COME........
Walk with me
in a field of flowing flowers wild
and swaying, petals coloured and displaying,
stems nurtured by the hands of the sun
and washed by the tears of angels praying
Sit with me
under the sun drenched green canopy
of the weeping willow
Place thy head in my lap
and with fingers born of swallows wings
I shall smooth thy troubled brow
Speak with me
in quite conversation
in whispered tones hushed by whistling leaves
Of, hopes and dreams
fears and regrets
loves and loses
this and that, and nothing at all
And through it all remember this......
The gift of love is the greatest thing
that one can give to another
Never be afraid to give your love freely
and without strings attached,
even if it should not be returned
Never regret giving it.
Like freedom, it is one of lifes most precious gifts,
and as you surrender your heart, be noble not ignoble
Love, like a seed sown, may flourish unseen
Sow such seeds graciously and often
And in time, your life will have love returned in abundance.
And then....
Sigh with me
collectively,
serenely;
in pleasure,
in contentment,
in happiness,
in joy,
in reverence,
Of...
the stars dancing in the ebony firmament,
the words, lines, stanzas, poems, forming
crystalline hues embedded in the moon.
Souls caressing in the arms of the willow
hearts kissing in the womb of the walnut;
poetry, yes poetry, always poetry,
written in the emotive womb about.......LOVE
And thus released,
enscribe upon life and others the very essence of YOUR LOVE.
PS....I enjoyed reading all of your posted poetry and I encourage you to write more........but this time with eyes cast afresh upon a blazing and brilliant world, a world full of beauty and magnificence.
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aaaaaaaaaaah unrequited love.... How well I know it... It's really strange the way it can be, it's like the fact that all you have is your dreams makes them so powerful.. If you had the chance to truly know them and love them in the way you wanted to you'd realise that they were human and annoying and boring too but yuh.. I'm as bitter as hell, ignore me, nice write xxx
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