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Fiction
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Health, Mind and Body
Health, Mind and Body
Language:
English
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11/9/2008 11:02 PM PT
a great poem sharkie! It expresses emotions so well...
10/27/2008 05:59 AM PT
An all consuming darkness,
fills my heart and soul.
The thought of loosing love again,
is something i cant face.
Anger and frustration
flow through my veins like a river of intensity.
The feeling of dread and loneliness
hits the pit of my stomach
like a tornado.
but do you listen ?
do you listen ?
NO!
Only the worst of man
is implicated towards me.
My good heart and my love;
dismissed like it never existed,
Like every loving glance meant nothing...
but I remember!
i remember ,
every ounce of love was sent
with each
and every
stare."
I remember your breath flowing into mine,
as passion consumed our love making.
My guiding light is dwindling lord,
like a spec on the horizon,
slowly fadind.
I run forwards,
in desperation,
i try to make you see.
A sadness like no other,
pursue's me like the devil on horseback,
that tries to pull me back,
from a path i have chosen
with love,
with faith and conviction.
A path to happyness,
comtentment,
with a woman a soulmate,
with love and goodness in her heart.
My guiding light please listen ,
its me its me.
Please turn round and save me,
the devils at my door.
fills my heart and soul.
The thought of loosing love again,
is something i cant face.
Anger and frustration
flow through my veins like a river of intensity.
The feeling of dread and loneliness
hits the pit of my stomach
like a tornado.
but do you listen ?
do you listen ?
NO!
Only the worst of man
is implicated towards me.
My good heart and my love;
dismissed like it never existed,
Like every loving glance meant nothing...
but I remember!
i remember ,
every ounce of love was sent
with each
and every
stare."
I remember your breath flowing into mine,
as passion consumed our love making.
My guiding light is dwindling lord,
like a spec on the horizon,
slowly fadind.
I run forwards,
in desperation,
i try to make you see.
A sadness like no other,
pursue's me like the devil on horseback,
that tries to pull me back,
from a path i have chosen
with love,
with faith and conviction.
A path to happyness,
comtentment,
with a woman a soulmate,
with love and goodness in her heart.
My guiding light please listen ,
its me its me.
Please turn round and save me,
the devils at my door.
10/17/2008 07:46 PM PT
Thank you for this. All of us really have so much emotion. What better way to show it, through writing!
9/23/2008 05:05 PM PT
EMOTIONS how sweet the word, and how sour it can be.
9/14/2008 01:37 PM PT
Our emotions do indeed affect us; more than people realize
7/26/2008 08:42 PM PT
very good poem. Expresses emotions real well.
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