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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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5.19.11 - 1. Poem, 5.19.11

5.19.11
 
by bugeye
 
 
I know
I know
This small smile
You don’t see
This passion spring
You don’t feel
This night’s slumbering
You don’t share
This forgotten awakening
From withering dream
To gripping hands
Spilling desires
You don’t know
All
For never been
And even sadder endings
My forever to forget
This remembering knot
Prying nails and trying angles
Competing to dry cries
Of closing ways
To unshared joys
Countless broken carousals
Arousals going nowhere
Because what is love
But opening
What is love
But pain
Because what is love
But risk
What is love
But life
Because what is love
But death
And I have heard
The wild sounds of love
And I have seen
The wild tempest of love
And I have walked
The wild edge of love
So knowing
love has been a wing
So feeling
love has been a sting
So confident
love did sing
Deluded hope
Enduring need
Leaves me to walk
The wild side of love
Alone
Again
 
Not for you
 
I know
I know
I’m not the one
 
 
Copyright © Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original art, characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended<br />© Copyright 2011 by Bugeye. All Rights Reserved.<br />
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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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On 07/14/2011 08:23 AM, Tenebrae said:
I am not the one --- that line hit me right in the stomach and I'm still trying to catch my breath. Not only was the poem a river flowing perfectly over the rocks just below the surface, but it was also a visual delight to behold. Very good job.
Thanks for reading and a review. Sorry to be late with my thank you, I tend to hide from my poems after they are done.
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