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Array ( [sid] => 109982 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ashes, ashes, memory [time] => 2005-11-18 16:44:21 [hometext] => Every kiss.. a cloud of smoke. [bodytext] => One more cigarette,
in ashes spell my name
In a breath I won't forget,
that poison's not to blame

One more cigarette,
on a bed of ashes made
In this heart of hate i let,
everything to grey

A pile of ashes memory,
my nest a place of two
Let the hell scream out of me,
and become what's left of you

Every scent, a line of won't,
But through this tube i grew
Every kiss, a cloud of smoke,
on a plate here left for you

To sleep... to sleep... i descend too deep.
In love I wait for hate to seep...
...slowly into me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 2 [informant] => In_a_While [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

Ashes, ashes, memory

Contributed by In_a_While on Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 04:44:21 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

One more cigarette,
in ashes spell my name
In a breath I won't forget,
that poison's not to blame

One more cigarette,
on a bed of ashes made
In this heart of hate i let,
everything to grey

A pile of ashes memory,
my nest a place of two
Let the hell scream out of me,
and become what's left of you

Every scent, a line of won't,
But through this tube i grew
Every kiss, a cloud of smoke,
on a plate here left for you

To sleep... to sleep... i descend too deep.
In love I wait for hate to seep...
...slowly into me.

Copyright © In_a_While ... [ 2005-11-18 16:44:21]
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Re: Ashes, ashes, memory (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 06:06:24 PM AEST
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To sleep... to sleep... i descend too deep.
In love I wait for hate to seep...
...slowly into me.
Dwayne a fantastic and very well composed poem you have presented us with.
The verses above I can so much relate to.
Well done it's always a pleasure to read ur great work DW. Keep it up.
*hugs*
~sue~

Re: Ashes, ashes, memory (User Rating: 1 )
by weepingprophet on Wednesday, 23rd November 2005 @ 11:43:47 PM AEST
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It is short but brilliant. Your relationships sound strikingly similiar to the emptiness that I always seem to find. Your portrayal of emotion in this piece was so easy that it possessed a sort of lulling affect-it was wonderful-. Though it was serious and I took it to mean many things it still remains, above all, beaitiful.

Let the hell scream out of me
and become what's left of you.

This is such a passionate and vivid image-my favorite in this piece-

(my favorite write of yours so far is "for hell and her hating")

~there is a sickness far more brutal than leprosy, it ensures fatality and remains blind to its own thalidomide presence-to its victims, this sickness, is known as love-~weepingprophet

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