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Poet's RAmblings 5

Contributed by FleurdeSang on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 04:10:07 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



The statues mock with their silence,
The carcasses beneath their flawless feet scream for freedom
A fly buzzes its last tune, and dies
The eyes are unreadable, dead to the living
Nostalgia hangs above the poets head,
And he weeps crimson agony
The lovely moon weeps with him,
Tears of diamonds cascading, earth bound
He sits,
Fingers tingling with yearning to write,
Yet, the words are unworthy of keeping
Silence sleeps with Loneliness.
And the bed yawns,
Waiting for an occupant
The orchestra begins,
The voices start their incessant chatter,
And all the lights are extinguished
Darkness, delicious in its morbid solitude,
Yet, paranoia still ensues
Phantoms of the past,
Haunting, teasing
Insanity is near, so near,
Lingering with jaws wide open,
Ready to claim its prize
Memories are lost within the pile of Forget,
And the crosses are put to an eternal slumber
Busts of long-deceased poets glare at the uninspired one,
Disgust vivid in their blank eyes
The dagger laughs at the corpse beside it,
All committed by the poets hands
Lying on a bed of nails,
Crowned with a halo of flies,
And the macabre never ends
Repetitious jargon,
Sung by the mute girl on stage,
The deaf audience sits in perpetual silence,
And the show must go on
Forgotten words flutter in the wind,
Love is proclaimed,
And the Melodie is left unfinished

To finish a beginning, is the end




Copyright © FleurdeSang ... [ 2005-01-12 16:10:07]
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Re: Poet's RAmblings 5 (User Rating: 1 )
by zenmind on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 04:36:18 PM AEST
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Thank you so much for writing these "poet's ramblings"
poems. They're all excellent and I think they are my favorite poems that I've read of yours. (just so you know, that's a really big compliment :)

I just love the words you use. I really relate to the way that you write.

The statues mock with their silence,
The lovely moon weeps with him,
Silence sleeps with Loneliness.

These are all great lines, that I would love to have written myself.

Forgotten words flutter in the wind,
Love is proclaimed,
And the Melodie is left unfinished…

To finish a beginning, is the end…

Great ending. It comes full circle......
.........kind of like life......
..........I like that

Be True,
zenmind


Re: Poet's RAmblings 5 (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 04:43:50 PM AEST
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nothing like a bed yawning..or a bunch of dead poets being bored with us..LOL.. disgusting really if you think about it..this was beautiful. glorious really..


Re: Poet's RAmblings 5 (User Rating: 1 )
by Tracy_Lords on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 06:34:19 PM AEST
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zzzzzzz


Re: Poet's RAmblings 5 (User Rating: 1 )
by sweetangeluk on Friday, 14th January 2005 @ 07:28:32 AM AEST
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The deaf audience sits in perpetual silence,
And the show must go on…
Forgotten words flutter in the wind,
Love is proclaimed,
And the Melodie is left unfinished…

To finish a beginning, is the end…

Magnificent FleurdeSang.
As always you deliver such words of excellence.
Your poetry is superb.
And deserves so much praise.
You have much talent my friend it is shown through you carefully chosen words.
Encore

Love Sweetangelukxxxx



Re: Poet's RAmblings 5 (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 26th October 2010 @ 10:50:07 PM AEST
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Holy *****! There's that yawning bed again. ^_^ And if it's the one with nails, I'm not going in there. No, uh-uh.

Obviously I love these ramblings too but a line in here I wish I had thought of is this: "Memories are lost within the pile of Forget." Oh, how I can soooooo relate to that.




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