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Haunted Eyes
Let me tell you about
last night
How wonderful
it was
And how the night before
devine
If I could hold you
every night
I know I'd make
you mine
If to do I had
again
You know I would
find a way
Escape this life that
I lead
And brighten your
everyday
Cross sands of time
long past
Take their toll
on me
I am not the
first
Nor, I the
last
To have fallen on
haunted eyes
That become part
my sleep
Every turn that
I make
There your eyes
I see
Every new face
I face
Its yours the
face
That stares at
me
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It's a beautiful, sad poem. I especially loved the last lines, those parts where this person can't face the loss, and sees in everybody the person who made her suffer.
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Comment by: Min - 2006-06-17 09:36
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'If to do I had again'? Is this intentional Yoda speak?
Sort it out I would.
Is something missing before 'Take their toll'?
Loved it really. |
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| Such an interesting look at lost love. Your style is unique, which gave this piece a voice of its own. You did a great job here. thanks for the read. |
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Comment by: suleem - 2006-06-17 08:58
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To face unconditional, our fears of loss of love makes life more bearable, especially when it is love of self we are to acknowledge.
Beautiful words,you write, I hope you are not lost to a love you wish to rekindle, or is it a search for you, and the love you can find in hearts center.
My decision to move to my native land has left me questioning, as I will leave a love behind. HE has decided to close down to an adventure that could open his eyes to a world yet unseen. Your poem touched my heart.
Suzanne I thank you. |
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