To feel
a great passion
deep within
knowing
it is but a dream
To have lived that moment
traveling
on endless waves of love
holding it
believing it will live on
for eternity
Oh truth,
please do not
let me see
the end of this
which I think will
make me live
for it is death
to be without the touch
of a heart
that lives inside
my very being
Gods of mercy
hear my plea
grant me
the one thing
I need
to be free
of this fear and pain
that courses
through my veins
stifling a heart
that is filled
with love
I do understand
that one heart
standing by itself
is not enough
too make life with another
grow
When what I once
held
in the mansion
of my heart
which now is vacant
with the winds
of sorrow
Blowing
through every open
window
is gone
never to knock upon
my door again
Comments
Eddie, I think you have
Eddie, I think you have *found your voice*. Halleluyah! (and listen to Rosina's suggestion) I offer another word other than *attacking* (unless you have suffered one in the past) smothering my love-filled breath.
Well done!
~A
Beautifullest paragraph suits most
Oh truth,
please do not
let me see
end of this
which I think will
make me live
for it is death
to be without the touch
of a heart
that lives inside
my very being
Loved
I thank you, but I like it as it is. I am not making any changes as you notice my options.
Soon I'll have more time to read your poems
Eddie
PS I'd like you to join my next session of splash pool. I will not accept a no from you.
thanks
that was no suggestion
but my own way of emphasis
Sorry
My words to you were wrong, read my poem "Poster boy"
Thanks sweetie
Eddie
where has ur actual sweetie
gone to
euphoric antithesis
or what?
no where
I am going out to Ca, this thursday to be with my sweetie an my euphoria. Hahaha
Lonnie
Thank you for your generous comment
A happy to you.
I see people celebrating this day, and they only think it's about the dead. To me it's about thanking those that came home alive, to a world that never thank me personally for serving my country with great pride.
Sad isn't it.
Eddie
Hey Eddie
You have written a very passionate piece.
wouldn't change a thing.
Lou
thank you lou, you have made
thank you lou, you have made me happy
Jay C
Thank you, we'll see, I am still hearing other voices. what does that mean. Hahaha!
Eddie
Knock knock
you are not alone.
Jess
This is good!
your not ripping it apart, instead your recognizing the feeling!
this has to mean something either I'm gettig better or your medication is working real good.
LMFAO
Eddie
maybe I just felt generous after beating the crap
out of a skinhead today
[grins]
Hahahaha!
Hahahaha!
sick fuck that you are.
rather a sick fuck
than poetic muck
Jess
now it sounds like you
Eddie
you realise, I hope, my friend
that "poetic muck" did not refer to your poem, it was about me.
Jess
Please, if you have to explain then why bother. you have always said that to me.
no worries brother!
Eddie