| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 10/26/2006 8:53:07 PM | (anyone, feel free to join in)
So Divine (a sonnet)
If the maiden day of spring
Could sing its tender song
For you its symphony would bring
A masterpiece yearlong
And if the setting sun mislaid
Its reason to return
Your radiance would pervade
And the darkness you'd adorn
Or if angels were to pray,
To you they would implore
And inquire of your splendid way
Then..they'd learn to soar
For you my world revolves my sweet
And just your thought makes me complete | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 10/26/2006 8:54:53 PM | My Lady Fair
My lady fair tonight not there
Yet still my heart she holds
In her place an empty space
So desolate and cold
In my dreams her beauty gleams
Like a rainbow through my mind
But when I wake my heart will ache
For her I cannot find
My heart grows fonder each time I ponder
The first time that we kissed
And of our last night when I held her tight
With not one feeling missed
Though of her beauty I'm blinded I'm also reminded
Of her magical allure
Her perfect form and touch so warm
Her everything so pure
Perhaps tomorrow will end my sorrow
And she'll be by my side
Until then I'll dream again
For there she cannot hide | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 10/26/2006 8:56:28 PM | Love Curtailed
A day of sadness to behold
About a love which can't unfold
The one of which dreams are made
Again - a love that love forbade
Though our love has been curtailed
And my loss has been unveiled
For you my heart will always beat
For love like this will not deplete
Still, within my dreams you stride
For there your love I'm not denied
And you're by my side until I wake
My favorite view...I still can't shake
Goodbye my love..I wish you well
I love you like no poem can tell | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 10/26/2006 10:36:36 PM | | Did You write that? Because that is an awsome poem man just wanted to say. | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 10/27/2006 5:48:56 AM | I cant, because it makes me sad and I cry
But I liked yours and I hope your heart can smile again soon. | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 10/27/2006 6:02:47 AM | They say that love is wondrous
That love is full pf prize
Tho’ I cannot see
For the mist that fills my eyes | |
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| ~Thy Maiden~
Posted: 10/27/2006 6:07:34 AM | ~Thy Maiden~
Once there was a maiden
With skin so white and fair
Her hair was long and flowing
The sunlight, it danced there
Her eyes they held such passion
Her lips a ruby red
Then one day it happened
The knight found her in her bed
Her eyes, he thought to himself
Didn't look quite right
He just could not wake her
He had tried with all his might
All at once he noticed
'Round her a pool of red
He cried out to God
"Please, don't let her be dead"
As he leaned over
His beloved maiden fair
It was then he noticed
The dagger lying there
He fell to his knees
And began to cry
"Oh God, please don't take her,
I have loved her all my life"
The plea went unanswered
For God had took her home
Her remains they are buried
On the hill top all alone
If you should see a hill top
That bears a cross of stone
It is thy maiden's resting place
She lived as she died....
Alone........ | |
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| ~Thy Maiden~
Posted: 10/27/2006 6:55:57 AM | Death Of An Angel
Empty days as angels sing their message to impart,
A dying love forever more to cease a fragile heart.
A word upon a simple prayer for hope to soon return,
Upon the day, the angel way, as lover's hearts so yearn.
A sacred bond for two to hold, so long does it evade
And when it seems this bond is found, again two hearts betrayed.
Nightly battles fought and lost, soldiers bloodied in a thought;
Heaven’s glare upon the night; insidiously fraught.
Unto the night a wish is sent for love to soon obey,
An angel chancing by is fleetingly pulled astray.
She holds this wish and tries in vain to grant this endless plea
Afraid she stands and realizes, it is an impossibility...
Bewildered as she glared upon this wish she could not grant
Uncertain of what was at hand, she begins to descant,
This wish of love was not sincere as seen in the angel’s eyes
For such a wish was merely made to settle helpless cries.
Too much for her to bear was this contradicting wish
Now outside of heaven’s gate she feels this heart's anguish.
The pain bestowed by this simple dream was all that she could stand
Soon the angel’s heart was torn; and her wings would soon disband.
She fell from heaven for this wish made on this fateful day
Confused how one could want to love, if it’s so quickly thrown away
“Be careful what you wish for” she cried, her last amen,
Then quietly she faded by, as this angel died again. | |
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| Denying Heart
Posted: 10/27/2006 7:36:13 AM | Denying Heart
The intention of a heart
So denying
The addiction of a kiss
Always calling
A tulip fragile love
Always wilting
Feeding on a broken soul
Ever daunting
A gentle touch enchants
So transforming
So much pain to heal…
Needs reforming
Empty pages - with no feeling
Tauntingly stare
Though for ages written;
Nothing's there
Staring charcoal eyes
Forever burning
Scorching words so burn
Pain returning | |
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| Cut Her Loose
Posted: 10/27/2006 7:39:21 AM | Damn......cut her loose
She turned the last twist on the noose
She took another man, so what's the use?
Stop hurtin'..and cut her loose
One never knows
How sour love can go
You look back and try to show
That it wasn't just a dream
I don't know what stories you'll tell
Your lies fall together so well
And it's so hard to tell
Was it blind lust and a wishin' well
Or a lost trust in a woman I knew well?
So, damn, cut her loose
She turned the last twist on the noose
She took another man, so what's the use?
Stop hurtin'..and cut her loose | |
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| Incidental Love
Posted: 10/27/2006 7:50:01 AM | Incidental Love
Entire reasons misunderstood,
I'd like to place them all away
This blooming garden I trusted in
With flowers gone astray
A cluttered head, a belted thought
A restless night of love for naught
So many reasons misplaced
I wish I could understand
If merely to know why
Our hearts would soon disband
Love me not if but for a day
Love me not if your love will fray
Truth be told within your eye
This blemished love of you and I
If the morrow holds its saddened sigh
We’ll kiss away this loving lie… | |
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| Love's Garden of Pain
Posted: 10/27/2006 8:40:22 AM | Love's Garden of Pain
In the garden where I'm standing
The flowers do not bloom
The tears called rain, it flows
Things die all too soon
The fragrant blooms that blossomed
Have gone to another place
There's nothing left but me
Alone in this cold space
Why is it that I must
Remain here all alone
With no one which to share
No place to call my own
I seek only happiness
A place where I can shine
But my heart it is dying
Like Ivy on the vine
Why is it I must journey
Is this how it has to be
Why is it he can't see
The love inside of me
How did I become second
In a race I didn't know exist
What is the meaning of it
Is it something I completely missed
I wish only to share with him
What I have inside
Yet, I cannot
It's something I must hide
It's something I must keep
Here inside my self
Locked away in hiding
Placed upon a shelf
For to express it open
Would only cause him pain
I'll just keep it hidden
Where only I feel the pain
Echoez- 2002 | |
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| Love's Garden of Pain
Posted: 10/27/2006 10:18:37 AM | Today In Your Absence
Despite your absence,
I will pen my poems today.
Coming down from the rush
Of you, I will, as best I can,
Make a collage of my words.
Today, my poems may not wear
Their Sunday dress, however, as your
Presence yet permeates my room,
And, like me, my poems
Address their nakedness.
Today, I will not open
Windows, for fear that what
Remains of you will vanish.
Today, alone with the ghost
Of you, I will stay put, and,
Like the miser, hoarding
Of his coin, I will
Double-lock
My door.
S.S. | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 10/27/2006 7:54:54 PM | Objet D’Art
Magnificent, radiant,
bubbly, invigorating,
expressive to a fault,
her beauty shines,
her exquisite hands
sculpting the air before her,
shaping it, honing it,
rendering it as tangible,
and enduring,
as her oh so sensuous
and lingering
smile!
S.S. | |
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| Absent Muse
Posted: 10/27/2006 8:39:24 PM | Absent Muse
A time beheld beside the sun
As your beauty shadows long,
Raining down upon everyone
As you sing your enticing song.
Hand in hand we walked this line
Concealed, for none to see
Now your music is benign
And we shall never be.
To this song we danced alone;
A secret we'd always keep
We relished in its defying tone
Now for but a dance we weep
For now my absent muse I hold
In a lone memory cajoled | |
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| Silver Shadow
Posted: 10/28/2006 10:01:28 AM | Silver Shadow
I first saw her by the shore, her prism eyes
Gleaming ‘cross the rainbowed skies
Her blinding smile teasing the sun;
And her shadow, shining like a lustrous
Gem of silvery perfection
Her pervading heartbeat directing mine
Sure that soon they would align,
Her, a candle to salvage my withering flame;
And mend a hole that never
Wanted to carry love anew
And the breeze brought by her gentle stride
Is the air of love on which I’ve relied,
Her passion emanating through the wind;
And purity reflecting in her mirrored
Silhouette cast upon the ground
Strangers for a day, though I felt her hold
And hoped that this would soon be told
A pair of hearts melding in her hands;
With visions of two souls becoming one,
Until erupting in a flame of manic passion
And here we are… | |
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| Fairytale Dream
Posted: 10/29/2006 3:16:01 PM | Fairytale Dream
Upon a time, though hardly once
(on a day spent in pure silence)
I had a vision of love so grand
a love to hold within my hand
This fairytale dream kept in my quill
written upon this page to instill
a chance for a dream to once come true
a chance for a dream as pure as you
A noble guest granted from Eden,
with a sparkling love – eternally golden
like the hue of a thousand stars;
and Eden now was forever ours
I took you on a treasured walk
and used my wand to unlock
the secret gate on this virgin trail;
all its secrets, ours to unveil
And all these secrets were of love
the kind fairytales are written of
we learned these secrets and kept them well
without a soul to ever tell
If my magic wand was true
I’d conjure heaven down to you
in this fairy tale we’d live
and a happy ending to you I’d give
When to Eden you return
and I’m alone and my heart will burn
my wand will sparkle in your name
and Eden shall never be the same | |
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| Parched
Posted: 10/31/2006 8:47:34 AM | Parched
This tender love believed to be
Of once upon a time,
Has been simply parched away
Just like my scarring heart
If in the morning I can see
A reason for this rhyme,
Perhaps aside my heart I’ll lay
And my pain will soon depart
Away your love has taken me
As if it were a crime;
Soon I’ll see a softer day
With love not torn apart | |
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| Ten
Posted: 10/31/2006 8:49:17 AM | Ten
One day of love withheld again,
Once more to guide my lonely pen
Two days until a broken heart
Two ways to leave, yet can’t depart
Three hour tears for love withheld
Three simple thoughts; all else is quelled
Four hours ripping poems apart
Four written lines; where sadness starts
Five seconds ‘til I think of you
Five more ‘til I realize we’re through
Six times again to love I’ve tried
Six million more, yet still denied
Seven days 'til I realize it’s true
Seven ways of losing you
Eight times again a loving sigh
Eight times I’ve sought this loving lie
Nine nights without a single thought
Nine dreams about this love for naught
Ten pairs of lines of love amiss
Ten years will pass, still I’ll write of this | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 11/5/2006 9:08:11 PM | I think it is wonderful that we allow the heart to bleed on paper, so that it may clot and begin to heal...
Peace
Jo | |
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| love and heartache poetry
Posted: 11/26/2006 6:36:51 AM | The flame begins from a simple spark
Seen within your eye.
Soon, it grows to engulf my frigid heart.
Molten Tears
This candle warms my soul and
Lights the way into yours;
Finally, I’m warm, though still too cold to feel.
While it flickers, it burns your memory
Into my mind and soul.
This withered flame is the only hope I have.
The dripping wax reminds me of tears,
For it is undoubtedly a symbol
That, like the candle, our love will surely fade.
This crying candle taunts me,
Screaming volumes of what I shall never have,
Never hold, never be.
So when the candle is extinguished,
And its tears have ceased,
My tears will have just begun…
And I shall lay all of my memories and hopes to rest, yet again. | |
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| Whispering Dreams
Posted: 12/1/2006 8:28:15 PM | Whispering Dreams
A dreaming chance of love anew; how I wonder…
Flowing fields of raging streams
Seizing hopes now torn asunder.
Days of shattered whispering dreams,
Full of tears and heartache under
A sky of jaded wanton themes.
Across these dreary fractured skies
Her beauty sings a sparkling song,
For years held in her sweet disguise;
At last a tune that can’t be wrong.
Whilst my heart joins her in reprise,
It's clear our love will soon belong.
My whispering dreams are finally breached
By a tender loving maiden fair;
Who for so long could not be reached
Nor seen across the gloomy air.
For her angelic eyes so long I’ve preached
To settle my heart's wretched despair.
Now holding her within my gaze
The dampened skies at last can shine…
And the field of streams no longer sways,
As my broken heart is now benign.
Each night her tender song replays,
And my whispering dreams are now divine. | |
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