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Array ( [sid] => 91249 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Love Will have its day [time] => 2005-04-17 06:27:21 [hometext] => Love can overcome all obstacles....in the meantime, it hurts so much!...but there is always hope...I have to say, i'm quite happy with this one! [bodytext] => Twice have I soared above the worldly haze,
Only to be shot from the sky,
Left to die,
In the memory,

The first time I died,
It was easier that time,
The evil glint of deceit in my mind,
Was never to be seen again,

But the second time, I’m still alive,
It is harder this time,
The beautiful valley of love in my heart,
Burst its golden river banks,

But the dam, so quickly constructed,
Stopped the rich flow of life,
So the river becomes grey like stone,
Begins to crumble,

This is my river, my valley; his dam

The valley, now in winter,
Freezes in time, until the sun next finds the sky,
The rain turns to ice,
The wind blows from the south,

This life is dying,
Without the warmth it was once shown,

The sun, smothered by grey haze,
Cannot breathe or see,
Its fire, now a ghostly flame,
Trying to embrace the last spark of hope,

But when the sun is allowed its glory,
When the dam decays through time,
When the golden river can glisten,
Love will have its day.
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Love Will have its day

Contributed by nomie on Sunday, 17th April 2005 @ 06:27:21 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Twice have I soared above the worldly haze,
Only to be shot from the sky,
Left to die,
In the memory,

The first time I died,
It was easier that time,
The evil glint of deceit in my mind,
Was never to be seen again,

But the second time, I’m still alive,
It is harder this time,
The beautiful valley of love in my heart,
Burst its golden river banks,

But the dam, so quickly constructed,
Stopped the rich flow of life,
So the river becomes grey like stone,
Begins to crumble,

This is my river, my valley; his dam

The valley, now in winter,
Freezes in time, until the sun next finds the sky,
The rain turns to ice,
The wind blows from the south,

This life is dying,
Without the warmth it was once shown,

The sun, smothered by grey haze,
Cannot breathe or see,
Its fire, now a ghostly flame,
Trying to embrace the last spark of hope,

But when the sun is allowed its glory,
When the dam decays through time,
When the golden river can glisten,
Love will have its day.




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Re: Love Will have its day (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 17th April 2005 @ 06:55:56 AM AEST
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that was fantastic. so vivid.


Re: Love Will have its day (User Rating: 1 )
by inoc on Sunday, 17th April 2005 @ 07:06:54 AM AEST
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Love did have it's day!
In your poem ....your poem glistened....
thanks for submitting this to us!~


Re: Love Will have its day (User Rating: 1 )
by reflections on Sunday, 17th April 2005 @ 07:24:22 AM AEST
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This prize of a poem says it all. Leaves nothing to ponder over. Tells it’s well thought out story with exactly the perfect words, laid out masterfully, to get the maximum effect. This is both, a beautiful summary of a distressing moment in time, and a healthy approach to accepting what life hands out. I am very impressed with your talent, and your word art. Kudos!

John


Re: Love Will have its day (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Sunday, 17th April 2005 @ 10:15:24 AM AEST
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Excellent, well thought of, And yes love will have it's day.




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