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Contributed by
nauphragus
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Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 07:14:23 AM in AEST
Topic:
war
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In the beginning, I was ashamed
Not to have a picture of you,
All the others could present
Faces, both old and new.
All of them was beautiful,
Smiles left at home,
Homes full of smiles:
Thats what they meant.
And I had no such thing.
But then came the fire and the rain,
All the women faded away.
All the pictures looked like
Long gone memories.
And then came the night.
And among storm clouds,
Which only pass by
But dont let any rain out,
You were in the sky.
But not like on a photo,
You werent polluted with mud,
All your locks on their place,
And your eyes werent sharp,
Looking up the sun, cause it was dark.
You were a patchwork of stars,
You were perfect.
And noone understood why
I was smiling at night, in fear.
Just because my soul cant be torn,
If my hand can never caress you again,
Let my thought do so.
Copyright ©
nauphragus
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2004-04-18 07:14:23]
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Re: Icon
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by Kie on
Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 07:25:43 AM AEST
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What a lovely poem. The longing, expression & emotion was just incredible. Welcome to YPDC you are going to do great here with such obvious talent. Welcome Welcome!
Excellent poem.
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 10:57:31 AM AEST
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Impressive thoughtstream.
"All the pictures looked like
Long gone memories."
I like this poem.
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by reprobate on
Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 04:41:08 AM AEST
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fantastic sentiment-"...If my hand can never caress you again Let my thought do so."
Great job. |
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