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Poetry of Life
Contributed by
LaurenShields
on
Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 01:54:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I do not believe in death nor hate,
In life nor love,
I only believe in it as it exists in poetry,
That it is the golden gate,
The world in its most golden hour,
Blessed with pure, sweet, intimacy,
Art laced with opiates,
Drowning our minds in the chill of a stone cold shower,
Like a man walking the shore of Heaven's beach,
Stumbling his way through the pebbles,
Eyeing the waves like the hips of a woman he has loved for years,
In many forms,
By many means.
Copyright ©
LaurenShields
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2004-02-07 13:54:13]
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Re: Poetry of Life
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by Necromant on
Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 02:29:27 PM AEST
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Hmm what a poem! I like it a lot! Very vivid imagery! Poetry is like that agree, powerful writing!
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Re: Poetry of Life
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 04:43:43 PM AEST
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I love this...
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