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There is No Glory Here
Contributed by
high_on_duct_tape
on
Thursday, 5th February 2009 @ 01:08:11 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Darkness came upon you.
Your fingers fell upon a pen, a keyboard,
A way to fight. A way to strip off the layers that cover you
And leave you bare, for all to gaze upon your beauty.
There is no glory here.
You smiled
As the waves broke,
Bowed, to kiss your feet.
The sands burning touch only warmed your skin.
A voice said hello,
And you saw me there.
There is no meaning here.
The snowball stung
Your peaceful cheek
And the dripping cold sent shivers of glee
Past your shoulder.
Your fingers warmed at thoughts of Fires and Chocolate,
Yet we stayed outside.
There is no triumph here.
As I looked up to meet your relentless eyes,
You already had an answer to my question.
You could not quite say,
Here, there is no triumph, no meaning.
Of course there is no glory here,
It wouldnt fit.
So you smile
And simply say,
This is where the music belongs
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Re: There is No Glory Here
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by navydocny on
Thursday, 5th February 2009 @ 08:21:55 PM AEST
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a lot of great stuff here, I would just ding on the structure...I find it just a little unbalanced. Kind of like jazz, if that makes any sense...
Just my thoughts..
Good job!
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Re: There is No Glory Here
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by Balmain_Tiger on
Friday, 6th February 2009 @ 11:24:06 AM AEST
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I like to think perfection is found in humanity through our imperfections and in this or through this music can be made.
It's not about this and its not about that its about harmony!
Was this your intent? Cause that's what I got |
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