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tears to deep to recollect,
Born then are my infant years,
but yet only in slumber do I find joy,
I am a burden, a thing, of human desire,
my sorrow has become natural,
though never heard, my tiny voice,
unhappy sign of my yesteryears,
an early grave, could only take the chains,
and set my soul free,
I felt thee evil days,
breathing the pain of conditioned love,
grief was my season,
my innocence a cloud,
a sober color within my eyes,
only at times was sleep forgiving,
a retreat, from this prison house of pain,
I rest upon the wings of my oldest brother,
who holds me tender, within my infancy,
he, thee only one to see my pain,
he knew I was more worthy indeed,
my heart gazed within his human light,
he became my dream inside this battle,
I have won, the most graceful love of all,
his is unconditional, powerful, a towering mountain,
a soothing song, a symphony,
he is mine, my amazing grace, for eternity and beyond,
He is light, and I stand within his garden bright, with love forever !


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Prison House of Shade

Contributed by Valerie_Pearson on Monday, 2nd February 2004 @ 09:24:53 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Breaking the shadow of this silent pain,
tears to deep to recollect,
Born then are my infant years,
but yet only in slumber do I find joy,
I am a burden, a thing, of human desire,
my sorrow has become natural,
though never heard, my tiny voice,
unhappy sign of my yesteryears,
an early grave, could only take the chains,
and set my soul free,
I felt thee evil days,
breathing the pain of conditioned love,
grief was my season,
my innocence a cloud,
a sober color within my eyes,
only at times was sleep forgiving,
a retreat, from this prison house of pain,
I rest upon the wings of my oldest brother,
who holds me tender, within my infancy,
he, thee only one to see my pain,
he knew I was more worthy indeed,
my heart gazed within his human light,
he became my dream inside this battle,
I have won, the most graceful love of all,
his is unconditional, powerful, a towering mountain,
a soothing song, a symphony,
he is mine, my amazing grace, for eternity and beyond,
He is light, and I stand within his garden bright, with love forever !






Copyright © Valerie_Pearson ... [ 2004-02-02 21:24:53]
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Re: Prison House of Shade (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Tuesday, 3rd February 2004 @ 12:42:25 AM AEST
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So much emotion & beauty in this poem,I truly loved this,great work Val! Christina


Re: Prison House of Shade (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Tuesday, 3rd February 2004 @ 06:50:00 AM AEST
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Raw emotion, yet beautifully written ... inspiring write Val ... Jan


Re: Prison House of Shade (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 12:24:13 AM AEST
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hey val, beautiful expression and images, hugs n' lotsa warm love, nessa


Re: Prison House of Shade (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 9th February 2004 @ 07:21:39 PM AEST
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wow!
Very powerfull work of art.!
luv, huggs,
emy




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