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Signatures By
The Tired Lion






flowers were not an option for me from him so i bought 400 blood red roses that touched him from his head to his feet i was chastized from beyond the realm of the earth and death. well. it was the last gift that i could give him. so. they told me not to see or touch his body so i hunted him down and watched every move they made with him, then i kissed his pale lips again and once more, his hair, and my mind was made to be calmer whilst i talked to him his answers coming into my heart, soul, and mindless mind; i wrote him a letter that i read to him at the funeral and they tell me i held his hand and gave him the pages to hold as i read aloud but i tell you now that he did in fact take them gently from my fingers, i felt more peaceful about the whole thing, and sweetly smiled... (one can only imagine what ran through their minds at the time) i had also mentioned how he and i had walked barefoot in the snow but really it wasn't for them i spoke; only to us, they weren't even there... 'locked away in one's room is not a good thing to do,' they said. 'he's dead life goes on, come out you've been writing days on end!' though in truth when i did it i felt more human, repeatedly i was told he was dead and gone and not coming back but when my hands and fingers were on the blue ceramic indian urn softly i whispered to him knowing i clearly was hearing his reply; those evenings brought more restful sleep and shadows went to away...

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dark but true

Contributed by ladyfawn on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 03:46:40 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry








Signatures By
The Tired Lion






flowers were not an option for me from him so i bought 400 blood red roses that touched him from his head to his feet i was chastized from beyond the realm of the earth and death. well. it was the last gift that i could give him. so. they told me not to see or touch his body so i hunted him down and watched every move they made with him, then i kissed his pale lips again and once more, his hair, and my mind was made to be calmer whilst i talked to him his answers coming into my heart, soul, and mindless mind; i wrote him a letter that i read to him at the funeral and they tell me i held his hand and gave him the pages to hold as i read aloud but i tell you now that he did in fact take them gently from my fingers, i felt more peaceful about the whole thing, and sweetly smiled... (one can only imagine what ran through their minds at the time) i had also mentioned how he and i had walked barefoot in the snow but really it wasn't for them i spoke; only to us, they weren't even there... 'locked away in one's room is not a good thing to do,' they said. 'he's dead life goes on, come out you've been writing days on end!' though in truth when i did it i felt more human, repeatedly i was told he was dead and gone and not coming back but when my hands and fingers were on the blue ceramic indian urn softly i whispered to him knowing i clearly was hearing his reply; those evenings brought more restful sleep and shadows went to away...

§* *§
*|*











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Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 04:25:06 AM AEST
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Dark but true? I'd be very reluctant to post something as personal and as emotionally vibrant an outpouring as this, myself. I know you do it time and again, and I feel very privelidged to be able to look inside your past and aspirations within your writes, which are full of poignant and serene imagery. It took me back to a Dark, yet truthful time of my own.
I'm thankful you've shared this with us.


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 04:52:52 AM AEST
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serene and poignant out pouring of deep heart felt feelings..leaves a great impression on the mind of a reader. huggs and love..venkat


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 05:39:07 AM AEST
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this for me gave a feeling of hope, though it's a sad write, faith runs throughout. excellent.

wildej.


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 06:49:26 AM AEST
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Oh Nessa i don't know what to say.. this took my breath away.. this is the epitome of beauty..
charlotte x_x_x


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by faithmairee on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 07:38:44 AM AEST
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sad but hauntingly beautiful poem...excellent write that made the hair on my lower arms stand straight up...now, that's the truth...excellent job, my friend!

faith


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 08:44:56 AM AEST
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This brought tears to my eyes. I could see it all in my mind and I felt so much sorrow for you. You have such heart, sensitivity, honesty and when you write you always touch my heart. I am so sorry for your loss and I thank you for this deeply moving poem.

Kie


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 09:39:22 AM AEST
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brought tears to my eyes Nessa this is beautifully touching and sad all wrapped into one thanks for sharing your heart and soul with us.
michelle


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 04:46:56 PM AEST
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((((((((((((((NESSA)))))))))))) This is as touching as when you told me about it.... and once again it has brought tears to my eyes....
Your power to write your deepest feelings overwhelms me......
Love ya, sweets,
Jenni


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 06:32:54 PM AEST
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Oh Nessa, I can honestly feel your sadness in this write. :o( I am so sorry for your loss. May God bring you two back together again. *hugs and love* *S* Cynthia


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by STRaNGe_LiNDSeY on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 06:39:06 PM AEST
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That was in one word, phenominal.
Lindsey


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 08:57:07 PM AEST
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Oh Nessa, this is sqad but the beauty of his luv and yours out speak the sadness.
I'm sure his heart is smiling.
Luv, huggs,
emy


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by silent on Saturday, 17th April 2004 @ 11:39:55 PM AEST
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Wow, that's different from you. A personal dark write and an enjoyable read at that. Sad with a nice level of depth, vey well written. You definately picked the right picture for this also.

Silent


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 01:50:30 AM AEST
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oh my........thank you for sharing........


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Merry on Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 03:57:13 PM AEST
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I am crying - what else can I say about this - a piece of your heart, your life you share with us -

hugs & love sis

merry


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 09:22:23 AM AEST
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To endure such a loss is more that anyone should have to bear. This one truly brought tears to my eyes my friend. There is such honesty and anguish....I have no words.
Doesnt seem fitting to offer you a rose for this, so I will offer my friendship instead.
Larry


Re: dark but true (User Rating: 1 )
by Soulless on Monday, 24th May 2004 @ 07:05:18 PM AEST
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Such a beautiful image of a rose. It really, brings the poem to life. Not like the words werent enough. This poem spills so much depth and emotion into my heart that I am overwhelmed. So exotic and beautiful yet if you tilt it a bit there is a hint of a dark side.
Beautiful... As your heart

Kisses,
~Soulless~




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